This is a song about "Pine creek"

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

You can search but you'll never find

Energized and still going

Was it pine or could it be pin?

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

When you yell at me and whack me with a pine

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

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

Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat

Ya freak, purely weak, choke artist ya can't speak, floating down shits creek

In piss creek with rumble from your city

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

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

She's bound to be bitchin if she hasn't got a fix inso... now i lay me down to sleep

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

You mean to tell me everything gon be fine