This is a song about "Lotsa spaghetti"

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

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

Your face looks like an old bowl of spaghetti/

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

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

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Prufrock going noodles in this bitch like spaghetti

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee