This is a song about "Pine creek"

Keep it moving with the pine, yeah its my time to shine

Getting head counting bread, at the same down time

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

Stay my mind hazy blazing tastey pine

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Body dumped in he creek and

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

You don't mean that, you faggot

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind

It's always been the pine, to ease my mind,

There i was kneeling on the ground, felt like i was being drowned, and at the

Use pine tar like pineda, its so hot in the bleachers, 2 strikes for nova/

Leave you six deep, you piss weak peasant from shits creek, an yes i use profanity when i speak,

Livin life thinkin no man can hurt meso i'm askin -- before i lay me down to sleep

Was it pine or could it be pin?

I love your ambition