This is a song about "Pine sol"

A pine box, closed casket and mommy's black dress is real

You poser niggas ain't supposed to be here

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

Went and bought two sixty twos, at the same damn time

Selling cane, getting brain, at the same damn time

Stay my mind hazy blazing tastey pine

Was it pine or could it be pin?

Lookin’ for some action

Your fucking mouth and listen to what im talking about because my life is like a

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

Gotta give it to you girl you're one of a kind

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

My flow fresh, yours needs pine sol

6 o's pay for my car

Tied to the pine, with already a broken spine, your screwed

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude