This is a song about "Pasta noodles"

But i guess that shit's just tough love

I should rhyme rhyme with ramen noodles

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Your medulla pull the trigger turn your brain into some noodles

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

Prufrock going noodles in this bitch like spaghetti

She say this shit for college, i told her drop her a prada

With oodles of noodles of money paper on my pasta,

Last night i had some dope pasta,

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Will always shop at walmart and always make ramen noodles,