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

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

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

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

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

I shot my dad in the face

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

My hat is by jabbia and if you got a fucking problem

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

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

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

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 ride by bumping shine, i do just that

I'd love to see you at an all you can eat buffet

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

I used to eat more than my actual hunger