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

College to prison, understand it, knowledge and wisdom

Away to slumber in my house so i could paint 'em and sell 'em,

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

I shot my dad in the face

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

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

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

They ain't authentic, tell them i don’t even relate

I used to eat more than my actual hunger

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Remember when i used to eat sardines for dinner

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

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