This is a song about "Lead bullets"

You have a hound on a lead,

Holla out my set

I feel like im just made of lead

Nobody ain't own us yet

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

Got bullets dyin to meet you

Ha! i'm more cleaver, clever

Bullets raining like it december

And please never disrespect my set

You have a hound on a lead,

Zeds fucking dead bullets made of lead

I'll be the thunder, shake the whole bed

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

You have a hound on a lead,

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

You thought there was another that i lead.