This is a song about "Spiders web"

Oldest nation on this earth

Going to train on spiders

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

Its too late your already caught in my web

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Crunch rhymes into web of spun split spines,

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Smokin' white widow like the web to a spider,

I respect that you don't know yet

The web you created in your head

Your bitch, she ugly, i kick her out the bed

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

I'm not combing web browser when i fire chrome

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

For those lost inside the web

Lemonhead end up dead