This is a song about "Load"

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

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

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

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

I know you get lonely when i ain’t home, on the road

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

I grew up looking up to niggas that was selling coke

Motivated just from being broke

That'll make ya blow your load

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

To shoot a load on your blinded retina.

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

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