This is a song about "Darcy dean"

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

Declaring these things, embarrassing me just like a parenting dean

For the sake of rhyme, throw in herb dean

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

I loved school at first, before i met the dean of the students

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

To the old times when happiness was a dean

I'm so fuckin' southern i could be the son of paula dean,

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

If you do you'll make my dean com true.

You need more grease in your hair, so they weaves you