This is a song about "Asian noodles"

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

Surviving and we're thriving on ramen noodles, frozen peas,

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Asian but i never passed arithmetic

This beat gets me loose like raman noodles

Now momma told me be careful who you love

But so many asian bitches in my crib it looks like i be clonin'

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

Raised as an asian doesn't mean that i can't spit

Living out of a homeless shit

If she not asian tho i pass

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

Prufrock going noodles in this bitch like spaghetti

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free