This is a song about "Load"

So i ain't giving a fuck

Black on black lock n load blood for blood

Order shit load crack on ebay, bitch that's called underground ties

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

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

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

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

And to tell you the truth i gotta ride

Break it down, roll it right, roll tight, load and light

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

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

Shorty been fly forever, these bitch's parachutes broke

And i know u cant handle this heavy lyrical load

I got a tough course load so man check this,

Luda moved digits after he moved bitches