This is a song about "Dean garland"

What could you do ?if it was up to you

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

Then keep your change like an oink machine

To the old times when happiness was a dean

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

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

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

For the sake of rhyme, throw in herb dean

Cheated on light skin dominique when we was seventeen

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

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

Declaring these things, embarrassing me just like a parenting dean