This is a song about "Dutch rap"

Head for breakfast, fuck for lunch

We showin up, we blow the dutch

Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' guts for lunch

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

And sense when because i rap,

So i'm one with that

Ill end you will to rap

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Wait, now it's about eight something

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

Should know i'm winnin that chanel fitted cap

What influences me to rap

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

I am the personification of rap