This is a song about "Chief 44"

While i'm still chief of these weird emotions

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Cause i disregard the white dress and the perm weave

Rap commander and chief, post it up on some keef

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

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow

This bluegrass biggie flow got you admirin in my afterglow/

Oh, chief keef, let me tell u something where ur teeth

And i know - there'll never be peace

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

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

Came back and scorched y'all the second time/

Westside, bitch i run mine

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Chief keef got the bang bang on the o block,