This is a song about "Web history"

Her kitty-cat fish loves his tuna

Go down in history like dracula

Instead of darkened fiends writing her fucking history,

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Its too late your already caught in my web

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

Ya im about make history

But we be having that jersey

For those lost inside the web

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

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

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

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Crunch rhymes into web of spun split spines,

Cannibal rest is the history

But make sure if they do see