This is a song about "Ground"

Go on girl , hit the ground

No reason to be around

It is breaking me down, no more friend around

Who gonna beat someone to the ground.

Got a bunch of haters, plus i got more to count

Heaven or hell, there is no middle ground

Yeah come holla at your uncle

But the ground starts to crumble

I just might throw a big amount

Now that's six cops found on that ground

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

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

Girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

Ain wrestling it rugged like chippins on the ground

Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around

Leave you bodied so you part the ground,