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

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

I used to eat more than my actual hunger

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

And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange

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

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

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

Unless it's steve harvey's buff sister trying to jerk my dick

Wanna be an old white dude in a powdered wig

Why we call them hoes bitchesand maybe this might help you understand

An old woman came by, holding a duck in her left hand

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

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

To livin in a house with food my stomach

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck