This is a song about "Finely woven"

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

When i peep in the public, bet i'm leaving with something

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

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

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

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

I post up bumping threads tucked woven i sweats

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

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

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

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Using words like tapestries woven together in succession

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin