This is a song about "Brush yo teeth"

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

Brush the dirt off me as i look up in amazement

Fly as ricky steam boat

Its teeth that puncture my hope

Brush by the bleak brick by brick

So drop the slam and let's get sick

I run inside yo house and shoot that bitch off in her teeth

Cause i disregard the white dress and the perm weave

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

Oh, chief keef, let me tell u something where ur teeth

There is blood shes not clean i tell her to brush her teeth

Put you in jimmy choo and you ain't even chinese

Well, i’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities

Scared shitless, i ran towards the ghosts, going white as teeth

Gotta go, let her leave

But you lied through your teeth