This is a song about "Lead"

So you can follow, or pretend to lead

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

She don’t give her nigga head

Muscle convulsions, pumped fulla lead

You have a hound on a lead,

Cutting me this worthless check

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

In a few years ima be taking the lead

The last of a breed, that won't ask for the lead

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

No words generating from his pen and looming on the lead

I'll lead the inconsistent, by showing my persistence

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Ill pop you as a lead dart

You shook my world and it felt apart