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

I grew up on circuit boys and go-go music

Wanna be an old white dude in a powdered wig

Or any grand thefts, man i don't give a fuck

To livin in a house with food my stomach

When i used to play outside with my brother in september

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

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

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

High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait

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

In my house i'm all alone

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome

From the projects to the penthouse

Grow it in my red house

It's no longer a new jack city

It used to get to me, to the old me