This is a song about "Lead"

I don't know what ya'll heard, but hip hop ain't dead

Muscle convulsions, pumped fulla lead

So you can follow, or pretend to lead

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

You have a hound on a lead,

You already know you're dead

Zeds fucking dead bullets made of lead

Probably die getting some head

Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims

I'll lead the inconsistent, by showing my persistence

Sunroof flow so over your head

You have a hound on a lead,

Hopefully with honest intentions that do not lead me askew,

The shit, you can mention me if anybody ask you

Light the way, lead us on

Pay dues like a hair salon