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

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

Away to slumber in my house so i could paint 'em and sell 'em,

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

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

Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

I shot my dad in the face

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

Heystop running your mouth

Grow it in my red house

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

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

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

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look