This is a song about "Dean cho"

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

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

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

These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same

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

What could you do ?if it was up to you

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Declaring these things, embarrassing me just like a parenting dean

Caged, and the wonder is seen

For the sake of rhyme, throw in herb dean

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

To the old times when happiness was a dean

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

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

Cho cho, i choose you two

Shawty can i taste you