This is a song about "Lead"

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

No words generating from his pen and looming on the lead

Devoured by the hour by the lead showers,

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

In a few years ima be taking the lead

Loaded rifles, dealers ready to take lead straight,

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

Ill pop you as a lead dart

The vacancy that sat in my heart

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

You have a hound on a lead,

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Work 9-5 and strive nobly to lead

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

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met