This is a song about "Swerve redemption"

Redemption comes with accepted and wishes the miss well

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

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

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Observe as i swerve towards her in corvettes

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

I’ve never seen my neighbors

No need to stop and swerve

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

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

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