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

I used to eat more than my actual hunger

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

I understand i'm back by popular demand

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

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

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

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

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I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

Im eating 4 course meals when i used to eat half a pinto bean,

Grow it in my red house

My garage full of cars that bounce

Wanna be an old white dude in a powdered wig

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

But she forgot about the golden rule