This is a song about "Swerve on them"

Throw it in reverse

No need to stop and swerve

What the fuck happened to rap when

But these drinks i do depend on them

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

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

There weight on my shoulders, but none of them, there for me,

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

Now im getting them on

My sim card's the bomb

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

Yeezy and them, they can stand on my level,

Like a truck i roll on top of them

Time after time, again and again

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Heaven singing them songs, speaking on sensitive issues