This is a song about "Lead"

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

You have a hound on a lead,

Try not to lead her on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

I feel like im just made of lead

You tryin hard to maintain, then go head

She wanted to fight at first

I was meant to lead the world

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

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

You have a hound on a lead,

Im trying to see her in bed

You thought there was another that i lead.

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

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

First letter says motherfucker you're dead