This is a song about "Chief keff diss"

Cause you are on the diss,

Watch me fuck all these bitches

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

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

You cant even write a good diss?

I hope we both do learn from this

It’s a fucking celebration, bitches

Spit a poem or a diss

As: they will be so surprised

Don't diss albert einstein mind.

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

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

My dip gang man, the peeps that'll ride

Cos i had beef with a thief called chief clyde