This is a song about "U think ur cooler than me"

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

To yelp coz ur a little bit and ur a dick and ur goin to get kick in the face so u

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

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

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Let ur injuries assure u who served u ur victory

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

U put ur foot in my j's n then lace it,

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

Rhymes coming faster than planes/smashing ur brains

You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit

When u see me at the doorstep,retreat..or i'll pluck ur balls out with forceps i don't give a shit/

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

So u dont remember things? so u write it on ur face,