This is a song about "Dean ryder"

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

Declaring these things, embarrassing me just like a parenting dean

To the old times when happiness was a dean

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

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

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

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

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

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

Real recognize real, real women dont know you

Caged, and the wonder is seen

For the sake of rhyme, throw in herb dean