This is a song about "Lead"

Ill pop you as a lead dart

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

I don't want you to have my permit yet

You thought there was another that i lead.

I was suicdal, but by that man i was lead,

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

You have a hound on a lead,

Is not far from white girls with big bread

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

Zeds fucking dead bullets made of lead

You have a hound on a lead,

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

Loaded rifles, dealers ready to take lead straight,

I feel like im just made of lead

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead