Look... if you had... mom's spaghetti
Would you capture it, or just let it slip?
Yo, his palms spaghetti
Knees weak, arms spaghetti
There's vomit on his sweater spaghetti, mom's spaghetti

He's nervous but on the surface he looks calm spaghetti to drop bombs
But he keeps on spaghetti what he wrote down, the whole crowd goes spaghetti
He opens his mouth but spaghetti won't come out
He's choking how, everybody's choking now
Spaghetti's run out, time's up, over, blaow!

Snap back to spaghetti, oh! There goes spaghetti
Oh! There goes spaghetti - BLAOW! He's so mad but he won't
Give up spaghetti - no! He won't have it
He knows he keeps on forgetting that mom's spaghetti's dope
He knows that but he's broke
He's so stacked that he knows when he goes back to his mom's spaghetti
That's when it's back to the lab again - yo, this old spaghetti
Better go capture spaghetti and hope it doesn't pass him

You better LOSE YOURSELF in your mom's spaghetti - it's ready