This is a song about "Catch a case"

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

But that ain't the case, see it's a matter of taste

Instead you insist to be a bitch n switch up your case

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face

I'm a catch 21, this close to nothing

Are you comingto the point that your running

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

Bite my style you just might catch a case rabies,

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

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

The third one is mixed, white and black

You ain't a hard case, you're a paperback!

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Catch me on fly like a regular