This is a song about "A locket"

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Given a velocity and a direction

Sneak up on attack

What a bummer, what a drag

As i light one for ill will

Your a show without a channel

Influences are a dime a dozen

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

Im trying to see her in bed

Just a warning not a threat

Dreams riding him on rockets shit in his locket of rhymes from his pocket

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

A boy taken for a goon

Self made coming soon