This is a song about "Swerve on them"

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

Everybody watching while you touching real money

I will be by your side

Ha bitch swerve cuz i just lied

I vent my anger and frustrations and thrust them on this page/

But if you rupture a tendon i bet them feelings change

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Oh, did i knock them on the streets, line them up neat

Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head

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

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

Even when them niggas stop and try to plan on me

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Yeezy and them, they can stand on my level,

I'll battle a mortal in kombat,send them through a portal and bring them on back

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad