This is a song about "Dutch bros"

Punch her double dutch with my cobra clutch

My mama smoked so god damn much

What we gotta do to survive

You and joe bros for life

But i have something you never get! real friends, real bros. support everywhere,

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

For fear of what you show them, reality is golden

Cause in this tank, it's me and my bros rhyming for fun

Better yet they work my every nerve

I only got a few bros like the ventures

Its like my freestyle's cleavage

We showin up, we blow the dutch

Your heart was false just like the words you said

That girl you love got your bros in her bed