This is a song about "Ground"

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

Baby doll, check it out: i get around

Mr.ronald mcdonald face-painted clown on the ground

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around

I'mma catch you next time around

Are your still on the ground

They can’t even come around

140 pounds, 5'6 from the ground

But the ground starts to crumble

I'm on the block as usual

I'll bring you down to the ground

Cause everytime yall come around

I'm over thing laying on the ground

A smooth criminaland though i pack this pound

Tires screech on that road ground

Come wit me you'll smoke around