This is a song about "Chief love keef"

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

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

Chief keef got the bang bang on the o block,

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

While i'm still chief of these weird emotions

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

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

Cause there'll never be peace

Come talk to me i'm the chief.

Kids complainin always sayin that i chief all the blunts, shit

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

The freshest beats that thump the streets for weeks chief,

This song about you, then you probably need to leave