This is a song about "Pine sol"

My flow fresh, yours needs pine sol

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

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

Puns of pearls, yo tongue will twirl, looka here

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

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

So im saying sorry now for all the bad shit ive said , its not an excuse i was a

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

When you yell at me and whack me with a pine

You mean to tell me everything gon be fine

Doggy, i'm from the land of grind

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

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

Stay my mind hazy blazing tastey pine