This is a song about "Sean"

Studio fifty four if we get the props right

Remember when me and sean d had that fight

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

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Huh, a metaphor of course

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

Big sean-bootie hi the floor

They make it worth more

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

Takin' over the scene, couple stacks for the feature

Here, take a cab, thanks a lot for the cockshe's gone, and i'm thinkin that my game's so strong

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