This is a song about "Letting shots fire hood keef"

Make you sound stupid like that nigga chief keef

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Letting the melody synch while i jot

I'm wale, the new nigga on the block

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

Gotta go, let her leave

Rap commander and chief, post it up on some keef

These dude don't know me from adam and eve

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Musical shots at your head,

Fuckin' up my gold pots

I've been balling those shots

My nigga, no hook

I don't live in the hood