This is a song about "Spaghetti"

Prufrock going noodles in this bitch like spaghetti

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Then i vomit on your t shirt like it's mom's spaghetti

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

These niggas think they coming home, they must have never seen spaghetti

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Your face looks like an old bowl of spaghetti/