This is a song about "Chief jief"

And the v12, that's on various trips

While i'm still chief of these weird emotions

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

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

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Well my name is chief-o biggest one eva. i fuckin hate mormon.

Me and you i think we should ride

Cos i had beef with a thief called chief clyde

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

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

This is the part where we run hip hop

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

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Rest in pieces chief keef, eating beef and jerky,

Rollin' down the four o five

Chief mindvoid, put 'em on jeopardize,