This is a song about "Dutch s mother"

When my competition ain't much

We showin up, we blow the dutch

Just to let you know, you are

And then raped my mother,

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

The outline which you n****s out dated

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne

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

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Mother, o my mother

Say bye bye to her

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

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