This is a song about "Lead"

That i just haven't came up with a name yet

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

Devoured by the hour by the lead showers,

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

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

Hopefully with honest intentions that do not lead me askew,

Zeds fucking dead bullets made of lead

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

So you can follow, or pretend to lead

I don’t see them t-dum-izzle as a threat

Give us this day, our daily bread

You have a hound on a lead,

While everybody got ammunition on deck

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

Your heart was false just like the words you said

Injected with ket, meth, lead and jet.