This is a song about "Chief okeefe"

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

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

Rap commander and chief, post it up on some keef

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe

The freshest beats that thump the streets for weeks chief,

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop

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

Cause there'll never be peace

Come talk to me i'm the chief.

My chief felt a sense of relief. i'm not a thief but slut , look at your butt,

She say she want a diamond, lisa raye welcome to the player's club

That's why i rhyme like a poet from a prior century

Rest in pieces chief keef, eating beef and jerky,

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

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