This is a song about "Dean ryder"

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

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

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

Declaring these things, embarrassing me just like a parenting dean

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

Don't you worry, just keep movin boo

Forever my endeavours and i sever my opponents

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

My chick riding shotgun, billie jean

For the sake of rhyme, throw in herb dean

Just before they seen my money in the green

To the old times when happiness was a dean