This is a song about "Pine tree"

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

Multisyllabic and internal rhymes about conscious topics, creating the

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

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

Even if it tends to be about tree

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

All i want is you baby

So i can tear down a fuckin tree,

Was it pine or could it be pin?

I make songs about shit for attention

Now i can draw your face up pretty

Of bad bitches and good tree

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Here i am swinging from tree to tree like a chimpanzee/

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

I am only your loveely tree