This is a song about "Sailor scouts"

Half your body laying on my chest

Um, 'like a sailor' correct?

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

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

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

And knock billiards out of your business, ya bitch

Fuck yo bitch to the weekend, i ain't speaking bout that cd player

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