This is a song about "Load"

Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

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

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

Smoke that mark mcgwire strong, oakland a no basic smoke

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

About disaster in the world and

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

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

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

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

I summed it up in a verse my kelly rowland's waiting

When my memtest disk, gets a chance to load

And i be drinking all the brown straight, no coke

Let a load off ya mind

The revolution has arrived