This is a song about "Peaches"

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

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

We're freaky leeches, no sweet peaches or cream,

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

Wicked roots up under me, it was mean, no peaches, cream,