This is a song about "Pine sol"

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/

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

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

My flow fresh, yours needs pine sol

Its somethin like manute bol

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

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

Cappin' boy, cooking crack, at the same damn time

When you yell at me and whack me with a pine

Cause hype gets you rick mirer'd every single time

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

Liberace, john gotti, at the same damn time

Stay my mind hazy blazing tastey pine