This is a song about "Gli spaghetti"

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Prufrock going noodles in this bitch like spaghetti

Your face looks like an old bowl of spaghetti/

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

These niggas think they coming home, they must have never seen spaghetti

And let me bust back to them niggas till they cold and sweaty

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Then i vomit on your t shirt like it's mom's spaghetti