This is a song about "Chief keef flexin cuz i can"

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

You ain't ready, i can tell cuz your hands sweaty/

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

Rap commander and chief, post it up on some keef

Some underhanded plans witnessed a man diewas only fifteen, should have been a beauty queen, still

Sulking crying cuz i will kill even you bill even if you got a top block that can chill

I'm wale, the new nigga on the block

You can beat me cuz' i'm the og

Cuz all i can think is...

Ships that sail to distant places

And i could take a bitch man cuz i know i can anytime

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

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