This is a song about "Chief 44"

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

Make you sound stupid like that nigga chief keef

While i'm still chief of these weird emotions

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Rest in pieces chief keef, eating beef and jerky,

Gotta apologize to the coroner for the beat's severed extremities/

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

Got older and corrupted, soon chasin big asses/

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

She insecure with her body so she like fuck it though

This bluegrass biggie flow got you admirin in my afterglow/

Chief mindvoid, put 'em on jeopardize,

I need a backyard full court size