This is a song about "Kinky dean"

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

To the old times when happiness was a dean

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

I be ahead of these niggas last king guillotine

People don't condone what they've never seen

For the sake of rhyme, throw in herb dean

Forever my endeavours and i sever my opponents

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

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.

This nation's peace sent here to run you