This is a song about "Haley weaver"

And then in the future, a weaver

And there's little to be glad for

Dream weaver smoking that white widow out my bedroom window

Real recognize real, you need some id to be noticed though

Niggas a star wove straight from weaver gitana

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

I got plans for you look in the sky baby

Plus my roots grow to money trees like alex haley,

I was kissin nikki haley

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

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