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

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

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

In my house i'm all alone

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

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

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

But my plan is to show you that i understand

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

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

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

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

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

My flow ceaseless dough needless but still save it like its peaches/