This is a song about "Sean the retard"

Aint no escapin my bars pound you on your chest like frustrated retard

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

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

I'm spotted on different beaches, cohiba smoking reefer

That song a star is born, so hot of a record got me a 3rd degree burn

You ain't a no king , ma raps will leave u conflicted, hoe you're so retard to learn

Don't be a retard, be a king?

I know the moves i'm making

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

Remember when me and sean d had that fight

Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? well, they lied