This is a song about "Haley weaver"

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Plus my roots grow to money trees like alex haley,

Dream weaver smoking that white widow out my bedroom window

I ain't really famous but the ladies need my picture though

Niggas a star wove straight from weaver gitana

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

Foam game shitting on irish springs and lever

And then in the future, a weaver

I was kissin nikki haley

Do you think i'm crazy

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

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