This is a song about "Lead"

Lemonhead end up dead

You have a hound on a lead,

She wanted to fight at first

I was meant to lead the world

In a few years ima be taking the lead

Your bitch, she ugly, i kick her out the bed

Hopefully with honest intentions that do not lead me askew,

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

You have a hound on a lead,

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

Loaded rifles, dealers ready to take lead straight,

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

I feel like im just made of lead

Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed

No words generating from his pen and looming on the lead