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

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

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

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

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

And even now my mind tries to delete the memories of an old age,

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

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

Used to bump the old school shit, you know the classics,

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

My momma in tears as i moved to my grandmothers house,

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

He been waiting for his connection to come

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