This is a song about "Dean doug anderson"

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

Declaring these things, embarrassing me just like a parenting dean

Fuck that anderson leg used to be a pimp till that bitch went limp

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

I feel this beat like doug

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

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen

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

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

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

You know i’m better off without you

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

To the old times when happiness was a dean

Exclusives, y'all never seen

For the sake of rhyme, throw in herb dean