This is a song about "Led zeppeliner"

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Up with your shit, ill poison you with led

I want to imbed widespread led towards the feds leave you uneasy, queasy but

And as the years pass by, you can show them foolsbut you ain't trying to hear me cause your stuck

We get our chefin on, chefin on everyday

You're influence led to me choosin to play

Nitpicking knew it led to guiness spitting fellows

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head

Pussy bitch you gonna be the one to squeze the led

Them all you led your self to that point so unknown u just private

Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did

Better keep that ho on a leash don't make your only

Bad gambling led to sad happenings to be

I followed the voice that led down a flight of steps

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears