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

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

I used to eat more than my actual hunger

I'm a fucking unicorn, and fuck anybody who say i'm not. wolf gang

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

They giving niggas letters here and they ain't sending mail

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

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

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

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

To livin in a house with food my stomach

Turn a good vagina into a typhoon

But it's my dad singing to the tune,

When i used to play outside with my brother in september

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

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

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance