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

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

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

When i was 8 i used to only eat the broccoli

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

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

My hat is by jabbia and if you got a fucking problem

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

And i got them gold bottles, first place

I shot my dad in the face

Lets get fucked up to the bone

In my house i'm all alone

Wanna be an old white dude in a powdered wig

Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

It used to get to me, to the old me