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

My fucking cousin's bumming out drugging out heading to the big house

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

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

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

I shot my dad in the face

Don't you fall from grace

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

My flow ceaseless dough needless but still save it like its peaches/

So is dr. j and moses malone

In my house i'm all alone

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Money in my sight, i used to catch the elevator.

Had to d up like all in a titty cup

To livin in a house with food my stomach