This is a song about "Spaghetti mansions"

Now he’s living in mansions off his inventions and your decision,

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Prufrock going noodles in this bitch like spaghetti

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

I'm in awe from all of those features

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

I ain't got fancy clothes, cars, mansions, or j's on my feet,

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

They live in mansions with pools, communities gated,

And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit

Mansions maids mercedes

I give bitches dick and leave

Let it be told, the story how you chilled in mansions with gold

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed