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

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

So there i am... an ounce inside my house im blazin'

Box logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand

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

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Used to bump the old school shit, you know the classics,

When i used to play outside with my brother in september

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

Grow it in my red house

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

To livin in a house with food my stomach

Still dreaming up ways to help you niggas die quicker

Remember when i used to eat sardines for dinner

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

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