This is a song about "Web"

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Smokin' white widow like the web to a spider,

Gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone

I'm not combing web browser when i fire chrome

For those lost inside the web

Lemonhead end up dead

You caught in the web of that woman

I sip the def ale with all the fly women

Its too late your already caught in my web

Your heart was false just like the words you said

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

The web you created in your head

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

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

Crunch rhymes into web of spun split spines,

I'm standing on the field full of land mines