This is a song about "Dean cho"

Overseas, i can put you on my dream team

For the sake of rhyme, throw in herb dean

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen

To the old times when happiness was a dean

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

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Cho cho, i choose you two

And i've been thinking bout you

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

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

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

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

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

Declaring these things, embarrassing me just like a parenting dean

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