This is a song about "Pants on the ground"

Come wit me you'll smoke around

Are your still on the ground

Wrap around 'til they hit the ground and they hear a sound

Mr.ronald mcdonald face-painted clown on the ground

Got a bunch of haters, plus i got more to count

Silence of the lambs, roses on the ground

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

You body on the ground engraved, plaque

It is breaking me down, no more friend around

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

Go on girl , hit the ground

Cause everytime yall come around

C'mon baby get on the floor, feel the ground beneath you

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

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

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex