This is a song about "Ground"

Mr.ronald mcdonald face-painted clown on the ground

Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around

My niggas clownbring a pound

I'll bring you down to the ground

Turned my world in to a play ground

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

Ain wrestling it rugged like chippins on the ground

Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around

Silence of the lambs, roses on the ground

Ammunition in graceshh, move without a sound

See my ass is always on the ground

No reason to be around

Who gonna beat someone to the ground.

All my other people that dance around

And i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around

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