This is a song about "Sean dunigham"

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

I don’t need no interruption when i’m making you moanearly morn, wake up, then you yawn

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

He's a janitor recreational rectum manager

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

Big sean-bootie hi the floor

I got soul, there's more in store

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

And all that deep shit i was previously down for