This is a song about "Web development"

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,

You caught in the web of that woman

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

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

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

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

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Yet it's crazy his rap development was never arrested

The web you created in your head

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

Smokin' white widow like the web to a spider,

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

I'm not combing web browser when i fire chrome

I'm winning cause ricky made my mistakes known