This is a song about "Haley weaver"

I was kissin nikki haley

Let me rideuntil i get free

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

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

Dream weaver smoking that white widow out my bedroom window

You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though

Plus my roots grow to money trees like alex haley,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Niggas a star wove straight from weaver gitana

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

Come to d.c. and i can make you a believer

And then in the future, a weaver