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,

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

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Rebound slow you down but you gotta exhale

Haven't talked to momma since she put my dad in jail

In conjunction with the pressure that we're under

I used to eat more than my actual hunger

But it's my dad singing to the tune,

Let me say this the realest bitch in the room

Said my dad will molest me/ and when i'm old enough he'll put

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

When i was 8 i used to only eat the broccoli

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see