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

Millionaire frames, that's money on my mind, wale

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

And this money handsome, ain't that a panty anthem

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

Grow it in my red house

My garage full of cars that bounce

I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse

Used all my money to buy a big house

Let me say this the realest bitch in the room

But it's my dad singing to the tune,

No matter how much i try, stay alive, i'm a die a man

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

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

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

It used to get to me, to the old me

Yeah, it's all natural baby