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

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

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

It used to get to me, to the old me

Wanna see you work your body

When i used to play outside with my brother in september

They is terrycloth with it, i'm italian leather

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

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

To livin in a house with food my stomach

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that

I'd love to see you at an all you can eat buffet

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean

Fuck a deal, i just want my father's email

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