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

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

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

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

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

To livin in a house with food my stomach

It's not making sense to you right now but

Let me rideuntil i get free

It used to get to me, to the old me

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool

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

My momma in tears as i moved to my grandmothers house,

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

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

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

Away to slumber in my house so i could paint 'em and sell 'em,