This is a song about "Pants on the ground"

I'm gettin discouraged with her

My knees on the ground, dear father

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

And every time i rap on this school ground i'm the principal

But then you be down on the ground

All my other people that dance around

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

Fucker, call it noun, trap for the town, grind with both feet on the ground,

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

You body on the ground engraved, plaque

Theres gasoline on the ground, and israel is where the lighter sets

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Fallin on the ground thats where u belong ur nothin special

If she mine i'mma take her to a newer level

Mr.ronald mcdonald face-painted clown on the ground

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around