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

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

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

They ain't authentic, tell them i don’t even relate

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

Miami nights, it was all a dream

Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean

An old woman came by, holding a duck in her left hand

The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank

When i was 8 i used to only eat the broccoli

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

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

Chima ferguson's bangin', you ace niggas is low card, wolf gang

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

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

My momma in tears as i moved to my grandmothers house,

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth