This is a song about "Lead"

You have a hound on a lead,

My god come before this bread

My sim card's the bomb

Light the way, lead us on

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

Zeds fucking dead bullets made of lead

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Try not to lead her on

We left em a world that's cursed

I was meant to lead the world

You have a hound on a lead,

Finding more light to shed

Ill pop you as a lead dart

Blasting out some backyard

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

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck