This is a song about "Lead"

I feel like im just made of lead

I respect that you don't know yet

The last of a breed, that won't ask for the lead

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

You have a hound on a lead,

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Light the way, lead us on

I was meant to lead the world

We left em a world that's cursed

Kick back and know yo son set

You have a hound on a lead,

Me and you in extasydon't be upset

Zeds fucking dead bullets made of lead

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Try not to lead her on