This is a song about "Sean"

Notorious, pun, l, sean, k.r.i.t., but i'm the big picture,

Still dreaming up ways to help you niggas die quicker

Life of a don, sean don, sippin never had a palm reader

They ain’t fuck with me neither, 15 and high on reefer

I got the mind of a serial killer, i killed glitter and apple fritter, big sean,

But i'm losin' all my motherfuckin' friends.. damn!they should've shot me when i was born

Remember when me and sean d had that fight

This is everything that we call hype

Big sean-bootie hi the floor

And i don't run counters no more

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours