This is a song about "Swerve"

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

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

Observe as i swerve towards her in corvettes

I had to fight back and shit

The swerve gets worse the more i sip

Blow purp, swerve like you curved at the curb,

The concept is so absurd

Ha bitch swerve cuz i just lied

Left side, left side

Enter first perv. swerve around the curves, turn,

So in layman’s terms my words burn

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

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

I feel like quasimoto with all this shit on my shoulders

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