This is a song about "Finely woven"

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

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

I post up bumping threads tucked woven i sweats

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

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

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

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

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

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

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

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

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

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win