This is a song about "Fabric finely woven"

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

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

That'll be slowing the motion of the flowing ive woven

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I post up bumping threads tucked woven i sweats

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Not even in the colon, so he had to reopen the book of the woven

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

My path is tight 'n chosen, the fabric of life firmly woven

No sympathy, ain't no love when you in these streets just get something

Ing to this finely adorned thing, my eyes see, were fondling

Angled like drafting italics, while you're ass is in panic n' dangled from fabric

Do it like tonyfuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick