This is a song about "Dutch ovens"

Ik heb een stroom, dutch, almost like the redbull astronaut

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

Well baby bot there ain't no question

Smoke a dutch before the session

Two blondies at the same time, call it double dutch

Lying to yourself, all over an image

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

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

Man but this ain't no sign language

We showin up, we blow the dutch

My mama smoked so god damn much

Punch her double dutch with my cobra clutch

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

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