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

Whip, plane, motions own

In my house i'm all alone

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

And he's the only nigga in this particular grade

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

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

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

When i used to play outside with my brother in september

But it's my dad singing to the tune,

Turn a good vagina into a typhoon

Money in my sight, i used to catch the elevator.

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

I'm recordin' that shit on the fuckin' little mic

Wanna be an old white dude in a powdered wig

And i just love your flashy ways

I shot my dad in the face