This is a song about "Lead"

Don't need any assistance, gotta lead the mission

Athlete mentality so fuck my competition

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

And please never disrespect my set

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

You have a hound on a lead,

Loaded rifles, dealers ready to take lead straight,

Where every recipient, property of the state

Lemonhead end up dead

I feel like im just made of lead

That's boa, see that's my set

Man i feel like im made a lead

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

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

Zeds fucking dead bullets made of lead

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red