This is a song about "Haley weaver"

I'm a dream-weaver, your night's mare n' the ringleader

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Niggas a star wove straight from weaver gitana

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

Then all i really want is for her to go down low

Dream weaver smoking that white widow out my bedroom window

And i just want to hold her

And then in the future, a weaver

Take your time when you’re with me baby

I was kissin nikki haley

Ain't no better swimming in the ocean of your lady

Plus my roots grow to money trees like alex haley,