This is a song about "Standing on the ground broke"

All my other people that dance around

I'm over thing laying on the ground

Everytime you come around

Ass fat, tap that put it on the ground

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

See, the ground i'm standing on is pretty crude

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

Once upon a time, i was standing on the streets

Standing on the chair ready to kick and dangle in air.

Ain't no skipper but all my bitches is ginger hair

So before i dropped to the ground and fell on knees

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies