This is a song about "Case of beer"

And three hours in the showers with the corpse

I was framed, got the case of salts

Unable to think clear

Papa took a sip of his beer

I was framed, got the case of salts

Chomping at your oxygen chords

I was framed, got the case of salts

We come through throbbing like thunder storms

Mr. red carpet, i don't do awards

I was framed, got the case of salts

Shes twitching it looks like she has a case of the fleas

Put you in jimmy choo and you ain't even chinese

Six pack, of beer is in my refrigerator.

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her