This is a song about "Chief keef greenwood sc"

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

I'll spy on ya chief, see a gold on top

Cause i disregard the white dress and the perm weave

Make you sound stupid like that nigga chief keef

So if you wanna leave

I'm tall, lanky, smoke weed and keef

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

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

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Well my name is chief-o biggest one eva. i fuckin hate mormon.

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

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

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

Ironic we on air, but they never let us breathe