This is a song about "Dean ambrose"

Declaring these things, embarrassing me just like a parenting dean

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

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

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

For the sake of rhyme, throw in herb dean

Show ‘em how much they really mean

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

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen

To the old times when happiness was a dean

Now, shorty this is what i'mma need from you

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