This is a song about "Someone bad"

It's a chordaroy life that i'm living hazy

Just someone totally motherfucking crazy.

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

Someone go get me a translator

I don't need no single

Someone blow the whistle,

They isnt words you can just say to someone

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Did someone slip me fucking cyanide?

Over me the same peeps that have died

Sadly someone i knew payed cost

You shook my world and it felt apart

Like someone starin at me

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Someone just give me a promotion