This is a song about "Dean cho"

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

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

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

If only i could rap to you

Cho cho, i choose you two

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,

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

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

For the sake of rhyme, throw in herb dean

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

To the old times when happiness was a dean

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

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

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love