This is a song about "Gagsyd web"

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Best on this web-site,oh wait you already knew it

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

I'm not combing web browser when i fire chrome

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

The web you created in your head

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

Yeah, i'm caught up in this world like a fly in a web/

Put this music up on the web let it go spread fucking viral,

Cause they say a mind that's idle is a devil's toy aisle

Crunch rhymes into web of spun split spines,

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

Its too late your already caught in my web

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

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