This is a song about "Web pt"

For the outlawz, here we come

You caught in the web of that woman

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

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

Woo-hah, got you all in check

For those lost inside the web

Whenever i'm through, you already on the phone

I'm not combing web browser when i fire chrome

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general

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

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

Smokin' white widow like the web to a spider,

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

The web you created in your head