This is a song about "Web development"

Crunch rhymes into web of spun split spines,

All the time with this glock of mines

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

Development to try make it intelligent, irrelevant. signs of the subject

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

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

So she finally gets the courage to tell him on his arrival

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

Yet it's crazy his rap development was never arrested

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

May we all rolland if you don't knowwe got the rap game petroscared cause we bout to release

Top ranked, number one my son

You caught in the web of that woman

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

Now say fuck them other bitches them hoes ain't shit