This is a song about "Chief keef all i care about"

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

Don't care about the props i got, if their good or not

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

I care about proving people wrong, not being the best,

All they care about is getting you outta their way,

And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

I don't care about looks, i don't care if you're fat.

Kids complainin always sayin that i chief all the blunts, shit

If she cook and keep her vagina like a secret

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

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

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

I'm in hell so i inhale, blast the music up from chief keef,

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop

Chief keef got the bang bang on the o block,