This is a song about "Web development"

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

For those lost inside the web

Head first in that goddamn river, you're dead

Its too late your already caught in my web

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

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

You caught in the web of that woman

Keanu reeves, they tell me i’m the one

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

Early in the development "special" list,my flows are pestilent known to leave

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

The web you created in your head

I got the whole damn world on this shoe shit, true shit

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

I got something you've been waiting for

Smokin' white widow like the web to a spider,