This is a song about "Case"

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

Coz it seems its likes you lose in every other case

While working on my mistakes

Bottles by the case, runnin from the jakes

I wonder how he kept that like a shoe case

Lookin' at me, now they know my face

This is more about nothing, i'm the fucking show

Don't worry, we got the best case scenario

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

And make me end up like the 16th street baptist church case

Pluck ya ace, take ya girl, fuck her face

Kill so many beats, that i should get a case.

But i pull 'em up when i'm passing teachers just in case

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

So i sat back and argued for u case

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace