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

Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor

Fuck-nigga-ass hypebeast niggas, now back to the album

Away to slumber in my house so i could paint 'em and sell 'em,

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

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

I used to eat more than my actual hunger

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

In my house i'm all alone

Put my number in your phone

Wanna be an old white dude in a powdered wig

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

When i used to play outside with my brother in september

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for