This is a song about "Netherlands"

But the media, fuck it, 'cuz it's a lower class household,

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

Takes a handful of em and stuffs them in her lower mouth

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

I lead the city in requests, but don't do nothing

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

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

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

His reputation can't get any lower

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

This country is fucked cause we're stunting our growth

Speaking in which your beauty is divine

Rock an ap and a rolly, at the same damn time