This is a song about "Peaches"

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

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

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

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen

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