This is a song about "Web"

The web you created in your head

Wait, you wanna fuckin' drown? go ahead

Crunch rhymes into web of spun split spines,

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

I'm not combing web browser when i fire chrome

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

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

Smokin' white widow like the web to a spider,

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

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

You claim you a dog, my nigga, i’m the vet

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

Like sally mae on college debt

For those lost inside the web