This is a song about "Thot lean chief balout tadoe"

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

I'm the head coach of the team

Chief mindvoid, put 'em on jeopardize,

I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize

Rest in pieces chief keef, eating beef and jerky,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

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

Thoughts from the balcony,double cup of lean

50 dollars on some shoes you ain't ever seen

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

Thot in highschool naw we ain't knew that

Kids complainin always sayin that i chief all the blunts, shit

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

Southern niggas, y'all think that we lean back when we sippin' lean,

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme