This is a song about "Lead"

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Zeds fucking dead bullets made of lead

Lemonhead end up dead

You have a hound on a lead,

Here's some advice for free, don't relax, always take the lead,

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

I feel like im just made of lead

They placed the name but can't recall description

Don't need any assistance, gotta lead the mission

Me and you in extasydon't be upset

Muscle convulsions, pumped fulla lead

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

You have a hound on a lead,

No words generating from his pen and looming on the lead

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread