This is a song about "Hayleys weave"

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

Any future we can weave, and if we leave

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

An explosion on the mic as i weave a woven web of beauty, so seldom does it happen,

My 40 dick longer than a bitch weave

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees