This is a song about "Ground"

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

Wrap around 'til they hit the ground and they hear a sound

Come wit me you'll smoke around

See my ass is always on the ground

Turned my world in to a play ground

Even if i miss she gon' rebound

But it fits better in the ground.

My niggas clownbring a pound

I go dough let around, my ho slow head around

Heaven or hell, there is no middle ground

I've been beaten to the ground

Then get out your seat and jump around

As i light one for ill will

But the ground starts to crumble

Out of the way, with the golden hat on the ground

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found