Chance favors the prepared mind.





F♥ckers in school telling me, always in the barber shop
"Chief Keef ain't 'bout this, Chief ain't 'bout that"
My boy a BD on f♥cking Lamron and them
He, he, they say that n♥gga don't be putting in no work
Shut the f♥ck up, y'all n♥ggas ain't know sh♥t
All y'all motherf♥ckers talkin' about
"Chief Keef ain't no hitter, Chief Keef ain't this, Chief Keef a fake"
Shut the f♥ck up, y'all don't live with that n♥gga
Y'all know that n♥gga got caught with a ratchet
Shootin' at the police and sh♥t
N♥gga been on probation since f♥ckin' I don't know when
Motherf♥cker, stop f♥ckin' playin' him like that
Them n♥ggas savages out there
If I catch another motherf♥cker talking sweet about Chief Keef
I'm f♥cking beatin' they ass, I'm not f♥cking playin' no more
Know them n♥ggas roll with Lil Reese and them


I'm sliding over cars while I shoot
I think that I'm Tom Cruise
But, b♥tch I'm Bobby with that tool

I'm not superstitious, but I am a little stitious.

Hwwuuuahaahhhhh!!

You know what a sh♥t barometer is, Bubbs? It measures the sh♥t pressure in the air. You can feel it. Listen, Bubbs, hear that? The sounds of the whispering winds of sh♥t.

Cool beans. Later skater.