This is a song about "Ground"

Got to the end of the tunnel

But the ground starts to crumble

No reason to be around

Sack 30 feet in the ground.

Burn this place to the ground

Come wit me you'll smoke around

All my other people that dance around

Silence of the lambs, roses on the ground

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

The best part is the horror house, with zombies on the ground,

The fourth one, i like to kick around

I'm over thing laying on the ground

Ain wrestling it rugged like chippins on the ground

And put another half a mil in my bank account

Tires screech on that road ground

I drive that all around