This is a song about "Fire and a bad leader"

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Got followers and i'm not even a leader!

I would probably kill myself if you told me you was gay

Like a fire hose motherfucker best pray and get the out way

That's what rains for

Once i met a leader

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Add a little meat and now we're bacon bad,

Felt like i'm free from all my sins when the service was over

I am a leader, and definitely not a follower

Than turn into the leader of the pack, like its a cartoon,

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

I'm just a leader but don't call me teacher

Stir up all these feelings inside of her