This is a song about "Rooster teeth"

Frigid when ripping through rhythms like lettuce to a rabbits teeth

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

At a nigga with a piece and probably loose ya teeth

You alter-boys sucking without two front teeth

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

They better have their teeth

Cause there'll never be peace

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

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

Instead i gritted my teeth through the pain,

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

Hoping that nobody don't notice

Grind your teeth instead of your opponents