This is a song about "Lead bullets"

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

You have a hound on a lead,

Bullets is what you was fed

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

Bullets in ya hand bitch

Yeah, we get this cabbage

Bullets raining like it december

And i just want to hold her

We den turnt it up now it's at the max

The bullets come handy callem handicaps

Bullets and barbed wire

When it comes to spitting that fire

You could say i'm friends with fred

Man i feel like im made a lead

When you spill out hits

Some lyrical bullets,