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

Remember when i used to eat sardines for dinner

Growin up all i wanted was a father figure

Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean

And i put you on the team

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

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

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

I shot my dad in the face

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

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

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

Said my dad will molest me/ and when i'm old enough he'll put

In my house i'm all alone

Smoke one stack straight to my dome

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

Just think of all the people that you knew in the past