This is a song about "Someone bad"

Someone go get me a translator

See, she would complained of the tested nature

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds

My garage full of cars that bounce

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Someone better let rick james out

What up girl, tell me how you been

Maybe someone will do the stitchin'

Anyways you have someone new right

Listen to treach, krs to get me through the night

Like someone starin at me

Looking at your money

Run for cover and return fire

I’m someone they admire

They isnt words you can just say to someone

For those whey no fit dey fix son