This is a song about "Ground"

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

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

Burn this place to the ground

No reason to be around

Ain wrestling it rugged like chippins on the ground

But i apologize for not walking you around

They can’t even come around

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

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

Perhaps i ran them accents into the ground

I'll bring you down to the ground

I've been a pro, but now i'm profound

Leave you bodied so you part the ground,

Weed up, better make a sound

It'll be two hits, i hit you, you hit the ground,

The fourth one, i like to kick around