This is a song about "Web theme"

That's aight thoughkeep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long

Im steady killing with a heavy metal melody as my theme song,

On my beam merrily we roll along aint no theme

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

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

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

You caught in the web of that woman

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

Crunch rhymes into web of spun split spines,

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

To get more attention for the struggling theme

By blasting up theme parks

Tire marks, tire marks