This is a song about "Web designer"

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

Its too late your already caught in my web

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

All my shit designer and i’m still a minor

Dont wear designer brands cause i can't afford em

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

Wearin' up in a jacket and designer pelle pelle nigga,

The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said

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

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

Remember meeting you in those italian heels and that designer dress

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

I'm not combing web browser when i fire chrome

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