This is a song about "Haley weaver"

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

Dream weaver smoking that white widow out my bedroom window

I was kissin nikki haley

They gotta point em out baby

Quit trying to be somebody's boss and be a leader

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

And then in the future, a weaver

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Baby when i like that, i know it's crazy

Plus my roots grow to money trees like alex haley,

Niggas a star wove straight from weaver gitana

No soprano, half black half white, i’m a piano