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

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

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

When i was 8 i used to only eat the broccoli

Wanna be an old white dude in a powdered wig

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

I used to eat more than my actual hunger

Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean

Miami nights, it was all a dream

It used to get to me, to the old me

Now i can draw your face up pretty

Grow it in my red house

From the projects to the penthouse

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

Used all my money to buy a big house