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

Haven't talked to momma since she put my dad in jail

They keep sayin' whale, but my name wale

To livin in a house with food my stomach

Them niggas tippin' good girl but i can make it flood

Cause your shine is somethin' like a mirror

Remember when i used to eat sardines for dinner

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

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

But now it's back to the lab 45 messages right after you land

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

And this money handsome, ain't that a panty anthem

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

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

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