This is a song about "Lotsa spaghetti"

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Prufrock going noodles in this bitch like spaghetti

Your face looks like an old bowl of spaghetti/

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Mommy all on me cause i'm touching her belly

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

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see