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,

John rocket atlanta's bravest know that i'm awesome

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

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

My flow ceaseless dough needless but still save it like its peaches/

Forever dedicated, maybach poetic genius

Raw fusion, organized konfusionwickeder than most men: spice 1 and pooh man

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

An old woman came by, holding a duck in her left hand

Rolling a double rhouse full of happiness, weed and drank

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

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

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

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

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

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood