This is a song about "Dean garland"

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

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

Exclusives, y'all never seen

For the sake of rhyme, throw in herb dean

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

Declaring these things, embarrassing me just like a parenting dean

To the old times when happiness was a dean

Where i'm from, if you ever seen what i seen

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

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

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