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

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,

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

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

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

That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for jesus

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

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

Rap sheet was as long as a sudanese brother

I used to eat more than my actual hunger

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

When i was 8 i used to only eat the broccoli

Wanna be an old white dude in a powdered wig

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

We would like to call this an appreciation tape

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