This is a song about "An old house my dad used to eat peaches in"

It used to get to me, to the old me

They gotta point em out baby

So there i am... an ounce inside my house im blazin'

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

When i was 8 i used to only eat the broccoli

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

And even now my mind tries to delete the memories of an old age,

And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange

I used to eat more than my actual hunger

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

To livin in a house with food my stomach

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

Remember when i used to eat sardines for dinner

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Raw fusion, organized konfusionwickeder than most men: spice 1 and pooh man

One tryin to take note, the next man, feelin my heat like a house in beckham.