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

An old woman came by, holding a duck in her left hand

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

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

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

To livin in a house with food my stomach

Start beef bigger then your spouse

Grow it in my red house

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Im eating 4 course meals when i used to eat half a pinto bean,

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

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

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

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from