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

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

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

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

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

From the projects to the penthouse

Grow it in my red house

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

The audience lovin’ him cuz most of them can relate

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

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

But when i come around her crib, i go in on this chick

Wanna be an old white dude in a powdered wig

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

I used to eat more than my actual hunger