This is a song about "Chief 44"

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

Make you sound stupid like that nigga chief keef

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

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

This bluegrass biggie flow got you admirin in my afterglow/

But even when you leave, somehow it still try to follow

We chief on loud like indians and my crews strapped up like cowboys

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Chief mindvoid, put 'em on jeopardize,

The freshest beats that thump the streets for weeks chief,

If you believe then you can achieve

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang

Aye pitch shift this shit man.