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

That would be cool, if she was your lover

I used to eat more than my actual hunger

Nigga fuck your role model bitch, i'm my own idol and

An old woman came by, holding a duck in her left hand

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

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

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

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

To livin in a house with food my stomach

I shot my dad in the face

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

It's roc nation, this my team

Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean