This is a song about "Dutch"

My mama smoked so god damn much

We showin up, we blow the dutch

You so f-full of your-s-self that you just sit and judge

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

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

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

Punch her double dutch with my cobra clutch

They vaguely decipher my language

You need to go to, like, vienna or something

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

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Two blondies at the same time, call it double dutch

Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top

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