If the idea of his debut album, Finally Rich, makes your moral compass spin off center, then know that it's everything awful that you expected, nothing more, nothing less.
Add to that the fact that Chief Keef can work a pistol with ease at the age of 17, that he came out of America's new murder capital of Chicago, and that his cocksure, knucklehead music was embraced by other - arguably impressionable - teens, and his music threatened to undo the good work Common, Lupe Fiasco, and other Second City heroes had done. That's an interesting combination, and his signature hit, "I Don't Like," was even attractive from a safe distance, but wave a gun in the air like you just don't care and there's a number of grieving mothers anxious to call you out. Lumbering up the charts by mixing simple hooks with plenty of gun talk, Chief Keef's career rolled out like he was Soulja Boy enrolled as a No Limit soldier.
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