This is a song about "Finely woven"

So i'm just making sure my verses count for something

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

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

Got indelible colors, only look where they’re buzzing

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

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

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

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

I post up bumping threads tucked woven i sweats

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

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Using words like tapestries woven together in succession

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,