This is a song about "Cheef keef"

My raps and verses bang bang like keef

If you believe then you can achieve

Rap commander and chief, post it up on some keef

Cause i disregard the white dress and the perm weave

Chief keef got the bang bang on the o block,

Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop

I'm in hell so i inhale, blast the music up from chief keef,

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Told him don't touch my og kush it's better than your keef

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

Make you sound stupid like that nigga chief keef

I'm why baby mamas leave

I'm tall, lanky, smoke weed and keef