This is a song about "Goigle maps"

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

Lately i've been drawing some safety maps

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

Death maps, in a lion's sense, alliances, are made by riff-raff,

New batch to patch, back to making maps

Girl, you got me in a trance

For setting up traps

Relapse, collapse, brain maps

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

Leave you lost in this jungle giving none of you maps

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Makin' people freak out like the maps are mayan.

He just get her bigger bags

Direct shit like google maps