Swerve Stop (Trimmed & Rolling)
A smooth road-rap anthem blending boom-bap beats with barbershop wisdom and nomadic soul.
By Frankly Spunk / May 13, 2025
🌄 Why This Song Exists
A moment of clarity in a barber chair on the road—this track captures how the smallest rituals, like a haircut, restore confidence and fuel deeper connection.
✔ Reinvention on the road
✔ Conversations with strangers
✔ Finding rhythm in routines
✔ Frankly Spunk’s wandering spirit
✔ Power of showing up clean and true
🎙 What Inspired This Song
While listening to R Hop Radio and hunting for a cut on the Tabula Rasa tour, Frankly Spunk found rhythm and soul at “Swerve,” a roadside shop full of vibe and character. The beat hums like clippers on a fade, with a laid-back flow and West Coast rhythm, designed to feel like a fresh start, one fade at a time.
✍ Lyrics Highlight
“Barbershop beacon, neon light blur / ‘Open’ sign flickers like the life I prefer.”
“This ain’t just a trim, it’s a way to survive.”
“Every stop new, every cut a revive— / Making new friends as the miles roll by.”
🚐 Part of the Bigger Story
“Swerve Stop (Trimmed & Rolling)” is a living snapshot from the Tabula Rasa RV Tour, reminding listeners that even a haircut can be a milestone. Part of the Frankly Spunk collection, it blends real-life moments with lyrical reflection. This track celebrates ritual, renewal, and the friendships made one town at a time.
🎧 Listen Here
Listen and follow the lyrics.
Title: “Swerve Stop (Trimmed & Rolling)”
By Frankly Spunk
[Intro: Spoken]
Yeah…
You know what it is—
Frankly Spunk on the Swerve,
Barbershop beats,
Trimmed truth and Tabula vibes, let’s go—
[Verse 1]
Stop on the tour, tapping up my nerve,
Map said turn left, soul said “swerve.”
Barbershop beacon, neon light blur,
“Open” sign flickers like the life I prefer.
Early mornin’, caffeine still steepin’,
Faded in the mirror, time to stop sleepin’.
R Hop Radio spittin’ that flame,
Now I’m walkin’ in—every fade got a name.
[Hook: Sung/Rapped]
Frankly Spunk goin’ Swerve (goin’ Swerve!)
Gettin’ cleaned up like I deserve.
Trim back tight, got my nerve,
Vibin’ wide open on this Tabula curve.
Clippers hummin’, the rhythm alive,
This ain’t just a trim, it’s a way to survive.
Every stop new, every cut a revive—
Making new friends as the miles roll by.
[Verse 2]
Chin up, cape on, “You want the usual?”
“Man, surprise me—make me feel usable.”
Fade like a sunrise, line like a lyric,
Edge so sharp, I could slice through the spirit.
Barber talks dreams, I drop some truth,
He says, “You Spunk?” I say, “Word. Living proof.”
Every town, same chair, new soul to meet,
Trimmed stories told between rhythm and seat.
[Bridge: Spoken over beat]
From Danville to Eugene,
Trimmed wisdom, clean lean—
Legacy in the rearview,
But the journey? That’s the scene.
[Hook: Repeated]
Frankly Spunk goin’ Swerve (goin’ Swerve!)
Gettin’ cleaned up like I deserve.
Trim back tight, got my nerve,
Vibin’ wide open on this Tabula curve.
Clippers hummin’, the rhythm alive,
This ain’t just a trim, it’s a way to survive.
Every stop new, every cut a revive—
Making new friends as the miles roll by.
[Outro]
Trimmed up and tuned in,
Tabula Rasa begins again.
Frankly Spunk, road never ends,
Catch me on the Swerve—where vibe transcends.