This is a song about "Chief keef savage"

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

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

While i'm still chief of these weird emotions

Rap commander and chief, post it up on some keef

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

These lines are inscripted the picture image of me is pure savage

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

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

Cold world no blanket son

Im a savage beat assassin

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

Oh, chief keef, let me tell u something where ur teeth

Its like my freestyle's cleavage

In rap track that's this savage