This is a song about "Drunken sailor"

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

I've punched more fucking lines than a drunken fighter,

Dressed like a sailor, standin' by a pail of garbage

That wasn't bullets, that was copies of bastard, you bitch

Woo-hah, got you all in check

Um, 'like a sailor' correct?

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

I drunken stumbled to the classroom, fucked up as can be

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

I'm immature as fuck, and i swear like a fuckin' sailor,

'bout to get my other car

Drunken bastard from a bar

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

Shout out to mid-majors, who forget what they major