This is a song about "Haley weaver"

Plus my roots grow to money trees like alex haley,

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

And then in the future, a weaver

Good love then i can do that for her

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

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

But make sure if they do see

I was kissin nikki haley

Niggas a star wove straight from weaver gitana

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

Dream weaver smoking that white widow out my bedroom window

Doobies roll your booty ho alexis know the truthy, bro