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

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

But it was africa the continent we all came from

Turn a good vagina into a typhoon

But it's my dad singing to the tune,

Used to bump the old school shit, you know the classics,

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

She wanna be grown

In my house i'm all alone

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

So there i am... an ounce inside my house im blazin'

I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse

Used all my money to buy a big house

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

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Grow it in my red house

Heystop running your mouth