This is a song about "Wonton soup"

You really liked tomato soup, so i went in to make tomato soup

And i have forsaken my marriage, now she gon take me for loot

Soup pal every night i'm fucking a new gal i go straight to bed never let them

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

Burnt the soup, call it asher’s broth

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

Slurping my nuts like semen soup for sluts,

And spike the soup with toilet cleaner

And the deeper that mean she get the sweeter

Scoopin up all the loot while im sippin on some matzah ball soup

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Youve got everything backwards, you dip your soup inside your crackers,

The gangsters are scared of upsetting they industry masters

Go to a soup kitchen

Go where you ain't been