This is a song about "Lead bullets"

And she stripping, go to college

Bullets in ya hand bitch

Youre not ready,still casting your bullets

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

You got pets? me too: mine are dead

You have a hound on a lead,

Bullets is what you was fed

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Muscle convulsions, pumped fulla lead

Sunroof flow so over your head

And please never disrespect my set

I feel like im just made of lead

Work 9-5 and strive nobly to lead

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

So if i do call it's just a check

You have a hound on a lead,