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,

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

But it's my dad singing to the tune,

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

To livin in a house with food my stomach

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Drink a fifth of hennessy and then take another fade

And come to find out my dad was in a different state

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Money in my sight, i used to catch the elevator.

Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean

It's roc nation, this my team