This is a song about "Clickenc http"

Yeah i know a city that's surrounded by a beautiful beach

A gateway to louder things like powdered speed soon outta reach

I'm not combing web browser when i fire chrome

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

As i release myself onto this page

You see i promised that i'd never change

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Ain't got started i am the link that is missing

Down on the page, laced with rage,

I'm autumn leaves change

Yeah, i'm caught up in this world like a fly in a web/

That i can't win, so i'm invitin' some help

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age

Steaming enraged, unleashing my rage, released on the page,

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

Some people dream about perfection, i'm wide awake