This is a song about "Chief keef shooting"

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

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

Went out shooting, here's my retribution/

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe

The freshest beats that thump the streets for weeks chief,

Let me call that hotel

Now i'm shooting blanks but hell.

Ima let her be by herself in peace

Come talk to me i'm the chief.

Im going on a shooting spree

I'm on i-80 though with my baby

I'm shooting at the bullshit,

So if they better than the kid