This is a song about "Chief keef couple bands"

Fainthearted bands of lesser rappers drowned in the ensuing storm

Want you all to listen so i rap it in election form

While i'm still chief of these weird emotions

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Chief keef got the bang bang on the o block,

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

How they got beef with keef

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants

Reaper why did you take away all of the good bands?

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Lyrics, couldn't understand, still didn't pop rubber bands

So if you wanna leave

Come talk to me i'm the chief.

And understand i work hard to make these bands.

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands