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

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean

It's roc nation, this my team

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

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

My fucking cousin's bumming out drugging out heading to the big house

Fuck a deal, i just want my father's email

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

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.

You need more assist than the handicapped kids, oh, shit

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

Grow it in my red house

My garage full of cars that bounce