This is a song about "In the grouund"

Going in the wrong direction until the vibes kick in

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

February cold as my heart

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

The realist in the game

I like my hoodies fucked with lame

In the face of the outside.

I will be by your side

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

Catch you up on places i've been

Knocked out in the lunch in

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

You bulemic, struggling niggas ain’t eating supper

My position improving, not to mention

Helping the the position that i'm in