This is a song about "Swerve"

Thug niggas, drug dealers, it's a trip

The swerve gets worse the more i sip

Riding that big body, shorty be hitting the curb

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

Enter first perv. swerve around the curves, turn,

Life live, might as well, only way to learn

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Observe as i swerve towards her in corvettes

You gotta make sure you aim right

Ha bitch swerve cuz i just lied

Yeah you know i got that work

Blow purp, swerve like you curved at the curb,

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

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

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

Got a nigga tangle in your spider web