This is a song about "Ground"

I'm manning up, i'ma hold my ground

Weed up, better make a sound

After he just got out, 15 years to count

But then you be down on the ground

Tires screech on that road ground

They just go around

Come wit me you'll smoke around

I'll bring you down to the ground

Turned my world in to a play ground

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around

Then speed it up, this playing in the background

I'm over thing laying on the ground

But it fits better in the ground.

Aim, shoot, the gun of love, round

140 pounds, 5'6 from the ground

They can’t even come around