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

From the projects to the penthouse

Grow it in my red house

When i was 8 i used to only eat the broccoli

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

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

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

They giving pounds and that before get the money

It used to get to me, to the old me

Remember when i used to eat sardines for dinner

Throw up your motherfuckin middle finger

Cops rollin' past, rollin' papers in the passenger

I used to eat more than my actual hunger