This is a song about "Pine creek"

Body dumped in he creek and

And more than confident

My flow fresh, yours needs pine sol

Baby, you know who you are

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

Once i was done, i dragged her body to the creek.

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

I drew designs for consumer's minds so in time

Stay my mind hazy blazing tastey pine

You in the devils creek/ when you lose the paddle/ boy you betta learn to swim

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

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

On this new school of rappers, i will really go columbine

In piss creek with rumble from your city

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free