This is a song about "Spaghetti soup"

I could eat a bowl of alphabet soup and shit out a smarter statement than that.

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Want a taste of the lyrical soup,

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Slurping my nuts like semen soup for sluts,

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

Drowning in the political soup

With young kirko, and that h right on my belt loop

Eat her pussy out like its veggie soup/

Slurp you up like wonton soup

Meet me by the entrance of the tube

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Prufrock going noodles in this bitch like spaghetti

Your face looks like an old bowl of spaghetti/

I just want somebody i can see