This is a song about "Low on the ground"

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Dew forming on the ground as the day is transforming,

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

Dragging on the ground, thirsty for elixir

Down to the floor on the ground with the blood pourin'

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Got your bitch on the ground sucking on my nuts (my nuts)

And finally, everyone got their own problems

Ass fat, tap that put it on the ground

Everytime you come around

So before i dropped to the ground and fell on knees

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

Ran outside to see the big show

You can keep it on the down low