This is a song about "Haley weaver"

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

And then in the future, a weaver

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Niggas a star wove straight from weaver gitana

Plus my roots grow to money trees like alex haley,

And i got a little big, keep it low key

I'm spotted on different beaches, cohiba smoking reefer

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

Dream weaver smoking that white widow out my bedroom window

Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe

I was kissin nikki haley

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free