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

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

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

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

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

I shot my dad in the face

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Remember when i used to eat sardines for dinner

Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean

Down in miami, with a super ho team

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

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

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

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