This is a song about "Dean trotman"

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

To the old times when happiness was a dean

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

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

She gonna dance when that molly through

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

Declaring these things, embarrassing me just like a parenting dean

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

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

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

For the sake of rhyme, throw in herb dean

Exclusives, y'all never seen