This is a song about "Chief keef high"

Five shots she ready to leave

Come talk to me i'm the chief.

Ironic we on air, but they never let us breathe

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

Got the seven on me like vick jersey

Rest in pieces chief keef, eating beef and jerky,

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies

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

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

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

We chief on loud like indians and my crews strapped up like cowboys

My raps and verses bang bang like keef

As much as i wanna leave

Everybody ,your hands up high,

We ain't doing armani, this is hermes fly