This is a song about "Chief love keef"

Love rapping love sneakers above those

Every night i stroke hoes

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

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

Rap commander and chief, post it up on some keef

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Told him don't touch my og kush it's better than your keef

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

So take the stage just show me what you got

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

While i'm still chief of these weird emotions

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

If you did, you wouldn’t want to be famous

Show me love show me fuckin love

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

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