This is a song about "Lead"

You could say i'm friends with fred

Work 9-5 and strive nobly to lead

The proverbial lemonade that i made

Loaded rifles, dealers ready to take lead straight,

She wanted to fight at first

I was meant to lead the world

Try not to lead her on

When you took my hand up so calm

You have a hound on a lead,

My god come before this bread

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

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

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different

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

Pay dues like a hair salon

Light the way, lead us on