This is a song about "Sean hodge"

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Big sean-bootie hi the floor

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

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

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

And we still high assed outscreamin' 'thug till i die'before i passed outbut now that your gone

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

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