This is a song about "Pine wood"

Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took

Graspin at her hair givin holly all the wood

Right flows down and they might go nice

I ask would/wood you please leave,

Stay my mind hazy blazing tastey pine

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

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

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

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

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

Chopping my style down like spruce wood

We was loonie i suppose, you could

If a wood chuck could chuck wood

From hollywood to the hood

My flow fresh, yours needs pine sol

As i'm watching the snow fall