This is a song about "Swerve"

My journey absurd, my homie put in a word, saw me at the swerve,

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

No need to stop and swerve

We ahead of the curve

Swerve swerve, fill it up, miss miss, don't forget

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

Swerve never stay alive, foot ain't on gas right now

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

Enter first perv. swerve around the curves, turn,

So in layman’s terms my words burn

I can swerve through curbs 'n' earn my worth and leave your nerves severed

Caramel macchiatos when shawty get into work

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Observe as i swerve towards her in corvettes

I got that cold flow, winnipeg, this is work

Blow purp, swerve like you curved at the curb,