This is a song about "Sailor"

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

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

I practiced till that shit made perfect

Um, 'like a sailor' correct?

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

Left my home alone, you can call me macaulay bitch

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

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