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

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Remember when i used to eat sardines for dinner

Wanna be an old white dude in a powdered wig

Make room for the groom married to his music

To livin in a house with food my stomach

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

I told myself that i would play it cool

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

One tryin to take note, the next man, feelin my heat like a house in beckham.

Chima ferguson's bangin', you ace niggas is low card, wolf gang

Let me say this the realest bitch in the room

But it's my dad singing to the tune,

I never use a fork i always spoon her

I used to eat more than my actual hunger

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

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