This is a song about "Chief"

Well my name is chief-o biggest one eva. i fuckin hate mormon.

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

We chief on loud like indians and my crews strapped up like cowboys

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

Chief mindvoid, put 'em on jeopardize,

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

Make you sound stupid like that nigga chief keef

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

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

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

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

You never play with young boys cause they never private

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

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Rest in pieces chief keef, eating beef and jerky,