This is a song about "Being led on"

Up with your shit, ill poison you with led

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

Remember being on the corner like a fuckin' fiend

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

 just not if it means giving up on being me,

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

My understanding led to not being good, the gods only knew how to mock

Im on fire lyrical supplier, being the best is my only desire

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Bad gambling led to sad happenings to be

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

Your misplaced aggression led em to