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

Remember when i used to eat sardines for dinner

Fuck what they selling, it's reality living in the mirror

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

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

I used to eat more than my actual hunger

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Then you look like a fucking fool

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

Fuck-nigga-ass hypebeast niggas, now back to the album

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

I shot my dad in the face

I miss the better days

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

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Haven't talked to momma since she put my dad in jail

And every nigga that i hung with just use me for bail