This is a song about "Weave"

Any future we can weave, and if we leave

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

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

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

My 40 dick longer than a bitch weave