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

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

Somebody need to tell 'em that they can't do it like i can

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,

In my house i'm all alone

So beat me to the bone

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean

When we ride!it's the imperial serial killer

Remember when i used to eat sardines for dinner

I done came too far to regard me as the regular

I used to eat more than my actual hunger

You be get up on this fly shit baby

It used to get to me, to the old me

My garage full of cars that bounce

Grow it in my red house