This is a song about "Case of beers"

Was framed, got the case of salts

Mr. red carpet, i don't do awards

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

, ssc chillin laughing n bein happy, we just get it poppin like a case of bad acne.

Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop

But i've got an awful bad case of writer's block.

Im fed up with lives problems case of the cold shoulders/

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Kids use to make fun of my pointy ass ears, so i started chuggin beers,

Chomping at your oxygen chords

I was framed, got the case of salts

Was framed, got the case of salts

We come through throbbing like thunder storms