This is a song about "Swerve redemption"

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

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Observe as i swerve towards her in corvettes

Would you capture it, or just let it slip

The swerve gets worse the more i sip

Redemption comes with accepted and wishes the miss well

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

Ha bitch swerve cuz i just lied

And if i want to go outside

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

This harbour's run for trading ships with kiss 'em redemption