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

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

I told myself that i would play it cool

On my way back home

In my house i'm all alone

And come to find out my dad was in a different state

The audience lovin’ him cuz most of them can relate

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

I'd love to see you at an all you can eat buffet

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

To livin in a house with food my stomach

I shot my dad in the face

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

Said my dad will molest me/ and when i'm old enough he'll put

Im eating 4 course meals when i used to eat half a pinto bean,

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team