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

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

A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood

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

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

When i was 8 i used to only eat the broccoli

Remember when i used to eat sardines for dinner

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

He ain't even respect the name, he said whale

Haven't talked to momma since she put my dad in jail

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

But it's my dad singing to the tune,

So there i am... an ounce inside my house im blazin'

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

I shot my dad in the face

Thinking of bliss and the good days