This is a song about "Keen"

There's 2 streets creepy but too keen

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen

It's roc nation, this my team

They're like i'm real keen.

And she throws up whatever she eats

Silenced, nothing is peachy keen, and so dreams,

With keen flows.i'm known to rip rhymes you see letters floating in the air like ghost.

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

A keen fiend with obscene dreams

Or peachy keen scenes of teens, nothing was squeaky clean,

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Thick girls, small frame, please watch ya tummy miss

Day walkers are weak, they lack our keen senses

Keen to do it, express thoughts so i'm seen in music,

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit