This is a song about "Buss case"

The weed in me is real sticky

In case shit gets trigger itchy

Was framed, got the case of salts

Mr. red carpet, i don't do awards

Booze? i think i'll have a case

Tryin hard to hide my face

Free 2pac is all that's on a nigga's mind

Just in case 'cause even you unsigned

And then i look in my trophy case,

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

Had to leave my nigga, homie got an open case

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

So i sat back and argued for u case

I be on some other shit

A blatant case of weighted hatred,