This is a song about "Keef"

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

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

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

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

You pussies ain't shit but venereal disease

Make you sound stupid like that nigga chief keef

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

Rest in pieces chief keef, eating beef and jerky,

Cause i disregard the white dress and the perm weave

Let me find a new exit in this coral reef, who's keef

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

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

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

Chief keef got the bang bang on the o block,