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

And i could see you coming home after work late

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

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

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

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

Who made a situation from what you see it's a problem

I'd love to see you at an all you can eat buffet

Complexion from heaven don't be bleaching your shit

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

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

My fucking cousin's bumming out drugging out heading to the big house

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

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

I used to eat more than my actual hunger

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean