This is a song about "Dutch"

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

Though i'm chasing dreams i don't ever care for sleeping much

Catch you up on places i've been

Smoke a dutch before the session

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

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

Two blondies at the same time, call it double dutch

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

We showin up, we blow the dutch

Now you speaking my language

So now i show you off to the block no fronting

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

Punch her double dutch with my cobra clutch

It's cool cause the radio don't do much