This is a song about "Annie s map"

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from

I’m on this one way headed where the slums play

Make my money creatin' map, sounds pretty cray

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

Like a surgeon ima map out and extract

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Later on the grown up was running the map man

Them ignorant thrashing mothafuckers is my gang

It´s the battle of life

What we gotta do to survive

Kiss me on the cheek as she whispered, "this the last time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.