This is a song about "Noodles and pears"

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

With oodles of noodles of money paper on my pasta,

I make music for a reason, didn't vote obama

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I had beautiful words but girls never listened

And don't ever (and don't ever)

I don’t care where ya are

And inhospitable,

Got to the end of the tunnel

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

Will always shop at walmart and always make ramen noodles,

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,