This is a song about "Lead"

My love for music i trust she'll lead me out of dusk

I'm gettin help for this addiction, now golf ain't important

I was meant to lead the world

Long as she come to me first

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

Man i feel like im made a lead

Injected with ket, meth, lead and jet.

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

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

Your stupid ass, corny lines trying to fill my head

And please never disrespect my set

I feel like im just made of lead

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

You have a hound on a lead,

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

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead