This is a song about "Weed lean chief keef"

And i sip on the lean

I'm the head coach of the team

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

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

People leaned to shoulder devils, sippin' lean, smokin' weed,

Weed must be white house green see the lean

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

Rap commander and chief, post it up on some keef

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

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

My raps and verses bang bang like keef

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe