This is a song about "Web"

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

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

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Smokin' white widow like the web to a spider,

The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said

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

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

Is you a fiend now, nigga? catch a gleamed bullet

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general

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

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

I'm not combing web browser when i fire chrome

I respect that you don't know yet

For those lost inside the web

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

You caught in the web of that woman