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

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

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Used all my money to buy a big house

I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

To livin in a house with food my stomach

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

When i was 8 i used to only eat the broccoli

My fucking cousin's bumming out drugging out heading to the big house

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

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

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

But it's my dad singing to the tune,

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Remember when i used to eat sardines for dinner