This is a song about "Lead"

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

So you can follow, or pretend to lead

I was meant to lead the world

She wanted to fight at first

Zeds fucking dead bullets made of lead

Like sally mae on college debt

Ill pop you as a lead dart

February cold as my heart

No words generating from his pen and looming on the lead

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

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

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

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

My god come before this bread

You have a hound on a lead,