This is a song about "Dean"

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

And no nigga gon love you

For the sake of rhyme, throw in herb dean

I'm the head coach of the team

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

Declaring these things, embarrassing me just like a parenting dean

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

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

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen

To the old times when happiness was a dean

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

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream