This is a song about "Sean vieira"

And i can admire your body but your mind is much deeper

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

In fly modei'm a homicidal outlawand five-o, get your lights on, fight long

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

Big sean-bootie hi the floor

So tell me why are we at war

I hope she's goin' home with me tonight

Remember when me and sean d had that fight

So i went down south but i ended up north

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,