This is a song about "Lead"

Give us this day, our daily bread

You have a hound on a lead,

You have a hound on a lead,

She don’t give her nigga head

Man i feel like im made a lead

You could say i'm friends with fred

Zeds fucking dead bullets made of lead

I work hard for everything i get

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

My love for music i trust she'll lead me out of dusk

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

And baseheads stay dead, and people are ready to take lead,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

I'll lead the inconsistent, by showing my persistence

Don't need any assistance, gotta lead the mission

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