This is a song about "Dean cho"

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

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

To the old times when happiness was a dean

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

Hey now got a thing for you

Cho cho, i choose you two

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

I be ahead of these niggas last king guillotine

Declaring these things, embarrassing me just like a parenting dean

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

For the sake of rhyme, throw in herb dean

Caged, and the wonder is seen

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

I'm tryna stay with you, lay with you

Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all tracescriminal tactics the rap game

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