This is a song about "Lead"

But i murder him first

I was meant to lead the world

No words generating from his pen and looming on the lead

The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said

I'll lead the inconsistent, by showing my persistence

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

Man i feel like im made a lead

Muscle convulsions, pumped fulla lead

Nobody ain't own us yet

Work 9-5 and strive nobly to lead

Im trying to see her in bed

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck

Zeds fucking dead bullets made of lead

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

Ill pop you as a lead dart