This is a song about "Dean zhu"

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

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

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

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

I'm hoping that this letter reaches you

For the sake of rhyme, throw in herb dean

I'm the head coach of the team

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

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

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

To the old times when happiness was a dean