This is a song about "Greenwood diss to chief keef"

How they got beef with keef

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

Keep it on the low, never kiss and tell

No diss to lucifer, because he raps real well

That's right, heheheyo, i heard you got beat up by the police

I'm in hell so i inhale, blast the music up from chief keef,

Five shots she ready to leave

I'm tall, lanky, smoke weed and keef

Shit got hectic had to come up with my hoes

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

Thick girls, small frame, please watch ya tummy miss

And remember you're the one who starts to diss

You easy to diss you breezy piss

Quick to socializing with the baddest bitches

Ain't nobody checking for your garbage

Hows that supposed to be a diss bitch,