This is a song about "Ground"

I'm over thing laying on the ground

Come wit me you'll smoke around

I'll bring you down to the ground

My niggas clownbring a pound

Mr.ronald mcdonald face-painted clown on the ground

It is breaking me down, no more friend around

Heaven or hell, there is no middle ground

And i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around

Told me mary was a go so we passed her round and round

Ain wrestling it rugged like chippins on the ground

Who gonna beat someone to the ground.

Then speed it up, this playing in the background

Perhaps i ran them accents into the ground

I turn my music down so you won’t hear a sound

// [you ran me into the ground]

I drive that all around