This is a song about "Lead"

Zeds fucking dead bullets made of lead

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

Man i feel like im made a lead

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

So you can follow, or pretend to lead

Here's some advice for free, don't relax, always take the lead,

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

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

Head first in that goddamn river, you're dead

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

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

You thought there was another that i lead.

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

Long as she come to me first

I was meant to lead the world