This is a song about "Lead"

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

No words generating from his pen and looming on the lead

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

Muscle convulsions, pumped fulla lead

Code red, which means you go red

Work 9-5 and strive nobly to lead

First letter says motherfucker you're dead

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

You have a hound on a lead,

Holla out my set

Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet sweat

You thought there was another that i lead.

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

I am setting a new theme make sure your watching this lead

Ya family will be missin you, theres a kiss for you

Hopefully with honest intentions that do not lead me askew,