This is a song about "Spudd web"

If your man want to bet

For those lost inside the web

You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own

I'm not combing web browser when i fire chrome

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

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Crunch rhymes into web of spun split spines,

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Smokin' white widow like the web to a spider,

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

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

Its too late your already caught in my web

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

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