This is a song about "Lead"

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

And baseheads stay dead, and people are ready to take lead,

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

You have a hound on a lead,

First letter says motherfucker you're dead

I feel like im just made of lead

Zeds fucking dead bullets made of lead

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

I'll lead the inconsistent, by showing my persistence

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Don't need any assistance, gotta lead the mission

In a collision, i see their ambition

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

You thought there was another that i lead.

And i ain't stopping baby even if the light is red

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