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

Chima ferguson's bangin', you ace niggas is low card, wolf gang

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

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

My fucking cousin's bumming out drugging out heading to the big house

Grow it in my red house

Start beef bigger then your spouse

But it's my dad singing to the tune,

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room

I shot my dad in the face

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

Said my dad will molest me/ and when i'm old enough he'll put

Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck

To livin in a house with food my stomach