This is a song about "Charlottes web"

Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head

Its too late your already caught in my web

No check back, in debt yep

For those lost inside the web

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Smokin' white widow like the web to a spider,

I'm not combing web browser when i fire chrome

And you acting grown, doggy you ain't back at home

I don't care what it did to them

You caught in the web of that woman

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Put this music up on the web let it go spread fucking viral,

Crunch rhymes into web of spun split spines,

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

An explosion on the mic as i weave a woven web of beauty, so seldom does it happen,