This is a song about "Chief keef"

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Ironic we on air, but they never let us breathe

I'm in a another world just call me master chief

I say "stay", she wanna leave

Come talk to me i'm the chief.

Let me find a new exit in this coral reef, who's keef

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

I'm tall, lanky, smoke weed and keef

Cos i had beef with a thief called chief clyde

And if i want to go outside

I still wonder while you little niggas still breathe

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

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

Told him don't touch my og kush it's better than your keef