This is a song about "Dutch bros"

That girl you love got your bros in her bed

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

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

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

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Smoke a dutch before the session

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Hoes and bros and average joes chillin' like a sick villain,

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

To understand that the fucking faggot didn't like me much

If they could cut out all the busting

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