This is a song about "Warning chief keef diss"

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Told my old lady to make me eggs without warning

These niggas is bothered, these critics be talking

Now do the right thing by considering this a warning

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

I'm in hell so i inhale, blast the music up from chief keef,

I'm tall, lanky, smoke weed and keef

We can make more, make babies

This is your last chance, your final warning.....

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Just a warning not a threat

Finding more light to shed

How they got beef with keef

I'm why baby mommas leave

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

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose