This is a song about "Dean cho"

Wolf gang, triple six crew

Cho cho, i choose you two

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

And if i do go you better come through

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

I proclaim my motivation is tamed, board the cho-cho trotting train it's less lame

To the old times when happiness was a dean

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

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

Cheated on light skin dominique when we was seventeen

For the sake of rhyme, throw in herb dean

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

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

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

Declaring these things, embarrassing me just like a parenting dean