This is a song about "Ground"

The fourth one, i like to kick around

Turned my world in to a play ground

But the ground starts to crumble

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

Mr.ronald mcdonald face-painted clown on the ground

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around

Leave you bodied so you part the ground,

But then you be down on the ground

Baby doll, check it out: i get around

Sack 30 feet in the ground.

I'mma catch you next time around

Leaning off the actavis, passing blunts round and round

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

Then get out your seat and jump around

// [you ran me into the ground]