This is a song about "Fabric 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

You styles perish in the fabric of the community rhyme is not something

She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing

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

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

Using words like tapestries woven together in succession

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

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

Grown man shit tonight no romance shit and you should make this bedroom like monday night at magic

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

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

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

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

I post up bumping threads tucked woven i sweats