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

Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer

I used to eat more than my actual hunger

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

So there i am... an ounce inside my house im blazin'

Remember when i used to eat sardines for dinner

I'll be nothin' but a replica lookin' in the mirror

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

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

It used to get to me, to the old me

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

Wanna be an old white dude in a powdered wig

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

Grow it in my red house

Start beef bigger then your spouse

But it's my dad singing to the tune,

Just regret the fact that i left too soon