This is a song about "Chief keef couple bands"

Come talk to me i'm the chief.

Hate it when i leave

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

On the corner, a old bitch dropped fifty bands

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

While i'm still chief of these weird emotions

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

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

Chief keef got the bang bang on the o block,

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

We getting money, you can face the facts

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

Fainthearted bands of lesser rappers drowned in the ensuing storm

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

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police