This is a song about "Monkey noodles"

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Keep thinkin im a monkey and the situation where in right now can turn ugly

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

I sip the forty ounces, and mix that shit like brass monkey,

Monkey see monkey do, i swear it,

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

Will always shop at walmart and always make ramen noodles,

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Your medulla pull the trigger turn your brain into some noodles

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Prufrock going noodles in this bitch like spaghetti

With oodles of noodles of money paper on my pasta,

Ride presidential got me feeling like obama