This is a song about "Load"

Gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone

See i'm never home alone, test me and i'll load the chrome,

She be sliding on the pole, slide down and roll my smoke

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

Up on phrases i wrote

That'll make ya blow your load

Girls, i ask 'em do they smoke

After i load the boat,

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

And i ain't never plan to be famous

A load of horse-shit is all it was to me

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

I've been down a tough road, while carrying a tough load

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke

A thug on drugs, a gangsta, load the chambers, it's rodney king,

Wow, umm, so tyler if you had the chance to tell him something