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

Yo we get the dank and bounce

Grow it in my red house

Used to bump the old school shit, you know the classics,

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

I shot my dad in the face

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Now she wanna talk and chop it up like a blender

When i used to play outside with my brother in september

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

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

My flow ceaseless dough needless but still save it like its peaches/

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen

Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean