This is a song about "Being a sailor"

Let's put it on cruise control

Being swallowed in a vac whole

If not i'm hoping that this letter could convey how i'm feeling

I have to remind myself, that i am still a human being.

There's other fish in the sea but see i ain't a sailor

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

I believed in a higher being.

Someway, somehow nigga feeling

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Too afraid of being a loser

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb