This is a song about "Ancient greek map"

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

Pop back ya cap, name officially off the map

An ancient myth... born upon a shaky cliff

One time for the ville that cole rep

Book of poetics, like ancient relics when i rhyme

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Skipping across the map on my early expedition

I'm in ancient greece, getting head from aphrodite

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

That gyal want mi ride har

Whip bitches with greek tar.

I'm respected from californ-i-a way down to japan

Later on the grown up was running the map man

But that's a way of survival, how they map their peace plans,

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks