This is a song about "Chief 44"

Hoppin' out a van

Aye pitch shift this shit man.

The freshest beats that thump the streets for weeks chief,

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

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

But real freaky in tha darkplus i got some enemies, baby

As innocent youth, we stressed bout passin classes/

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

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

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

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes