This is a song about "Nigga teeth"

Cause i disregard the white dress and the perm weave

Scared shitless, i ran towards the ghosts, going white as teeth

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

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

Well, i’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities

I could use you as a toothpick in my bleak sleek teeth.

But you lied through your teeth

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

Then scratch em out my teeth with toothpicks

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Instead i gritted my teeth through the pain,

Never let the game play youand for the fame

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

I grind the competition with my teeth, i'm high power

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Why? cause reading your shit's like taking my teeth to a drill?