This is a song about "Lead"

Injected with ket, meth, lead and jet.

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

I'll lead the inconsistent, by showing my persistence

Zeds fucking dead bullets made of lead

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck

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

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

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

But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

You have a hound on a lead,

Light the way, lead us on

When you took my hand up so calm

I was meant to lead the world

Long as she come to me first