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

They said seven tracks, i said fifteen

Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean

Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids

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

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

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

Remember when i used to eat sardines for dinner

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

I shot my dad in the face

Got a whole lotta bmi checks in the mail

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

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

But it's my dad singing to the tune,

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room