This is a song about "Raman noodles"

Will always shop at walmart and always make ramen noodles,

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

This beat gets me loose like raman noodles

She can make a pimp fall in love

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

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

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

Will always shop at walmart and always make ramen noodles,

Ride presidential got me feeling like obama

With oodles of noodles of money paper on my pasta,

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

Your medulla pull the trigger turn your brain into some noodles

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Prufrock going noodles in this bitch like spaghetti