This is a song about "Noodles"

I should rhyme rhyme with ramen noodles

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Ride presidential got me feeling like obama

With oodles of noodles of money paper on my pasta,

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Will always shop at walmart and always make ramen noodles,

Prufrock going noodles in this bitch like spaghetti

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

This beat gets me loose like raman noodles

They dubaleing to me. bawo ni to my ladies

Surviving and we're thriving on ramen noodles, frozen peas,

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Your medulla pull the trigger turn your brain into some noodles