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

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

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun

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

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

To livin in a house with food my stomach

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

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

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

Fuck yo bitch to the weekend, i ain't speaking bout that cd player

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean

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

And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool