[Intro]. Love thy hater. You know they say everything we hear is an opinion not fact. And everything we see is perspective not truth. The fewer the facts the stronger the opinions. And opinion is the medium between knowledge and ignorance bitch. [Verse 1]. I’m hoping in heaven got a ghetto. So when I get there I can tell you to smile whole hearted. I’m back where I started. I’m prisoner of my own success. But hardly caring enough to know that I’m dead without it. No cribs no cars no champagne. No bright lights no bitches no big stage. But f-ck it I’m in a better place. And I’m talking in third person in case you couldn’t relate. Diary of a monster. Sometimes my mind fades to a place not even I can explain. Cause theres a thin line between genius and insane. Guess which one I am I think it’s obvious that. [Chorus]. They spun a web for me. They spun a web for me. They spun a web for me. [Verse 2]. Yeah And I say that to say this. Man if life is a bitch I’m gon f-ck her then tell her that I love her. Not beneath her or above her but inside no rubber. Thats my interpretation of mutherfcker. No lie no truth my life is a little bit of both. Who’s who who knows anymore. My choice is to get it in real moist so I can come hard. And the world is ours better yet bitch mines. Shot at the moon just to be among stars. Then God alienated it and ended up on mars. Serenity understand it extraterrestrial that I is. Think I do it all because it’s obvious. [Chorus]. They spun a web for me. They spun a web for me. They spun a web for me. [Verse 3]. Yeah uh huh. Let me I’m seeing my whole life ahead of me. And I’m feeling like this life can never be (naaah). Cause a nigga on a whole nother pedigree. I’m so far from home it feels like a million miles. And I’m long gone and ain’t no coming back. But really I never left. I’ve been silent yet at my the best. Ya’ll haters spread hatred like ?. And I still find ways to make crochet hearts. Like Kanye my 808′s is heartbreakers. Maybe me singing to your heats a mistake. Nah Maybe I’m just before my time. Or maybe it’s just that obvious. [Chorus]. They spun a web for me. They spun a web for me. They spun a web for me