This is a song about "Asian noodles"

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

A skinny asian who wears chains

Will always shop at walmart and always make ramen noodles,

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Your medulla pull the trigger turn your brain into some noodles

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

My asian immigrant parents had something to prove

And my eyes stay tight like i'm asian, well

Shows to do, got record to sell

The beer flowin' like water, louie bag with the prada

With oodles of noodles of money paper on my pasta,