This is a song about "Fuck chief keef"

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

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

I'm tall, lanky, smoke weed and keef

I'm why baby mommas leave

Rest in pieces chief keef, eating beef and jerky,

The optimistic, pro on the lottery

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

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

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

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

Come talk to me i'm the chief.

I say "stay", she wanna leave

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

Oh, chief keef, let me tell u something where ur teeth