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

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

But she forgot about the golden rule

One tryin to take note, the next man, feelin my heat like a house in beckham.

No matter how much i try, stay alive, i'm a die a man

And even now my mind tries to delete the memories of an old age,

And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange

I shot my dad in the face

But i know i see better days

Raised in this whirlwindour childhood years, recall the tears: heart laced with venom

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

Grow it in my red house

Start beef bigger then your spouse

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

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

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

Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook