This is a song about "A locket"

I'm a sinner. i'm a churchgoer.

Fuck it, good thing i got a chauffeur

Spit a poem or a diss

My hopes and all my wishes

And her smile lit up the room

A boy taken for a goon

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Your a show without a channel

As i light one for ill will

Hey, the mind state of a winner

I'm a liar, i'm a sinner

Ain't finna peak yet

Just a warning not a threat