This is a song about "Chief"

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

The freshest beats that thump the streets for weeks chief,

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

I'll spy on ya chief, see a gold on top

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

Kids complainin always sayin that i chief all the blunts, shit

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

Wondering when the fuck will chief keef grow up? who knows?

Rap commander and chief, post it up on some keef

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

The weak compete, meet defeat, i'm master chief winning on a killing spree

I'm everything that they call nice

Chief mindvoid, put 'em on jeopardize,

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

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