This is a song about "Dutch"

Punch her double dutch with my cobra clutch

Man but this ain't no sign language

We skip right to fucking, they call you to do lunch

Two blondies at the same time, call it double dutch

We showin up, we blow the dutch

Head for breakfast, fuck for lunch

They rooting for me, they say a nigga buzzing

With yo momma’s dutch oven that she’s loving.

Smoke a dutch before the session

So if it comes down, may the best man win

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

Roll it up in papers to burn a hole like a dutch

But i doubt youd ever want to go back to being dutch

A lot of niggas in my position don’t know as much