This is a song about "Load"

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

Ambitious girl, your drive, drives me crazy

That'll make ya blow your load

Where rules get followed

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Locking the nine, load it up, dissing bitch crews,

I'd never sell crack in the ghetto and don't load chambers,

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

And i be drinking all the brown straight, no coke

My friends adding on to the adaptable work-load,

And when she not, have her feeling like she on a boat

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

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

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

Cause i dropped my load all over like some mace

Lookin' at me, now they know my face