This is a song about "Google maps"

I often use google chrome

Mami told me son, hold your own

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Lately i've been drawing some safety maps

Surviving the struggle, as i'm maintaining in the rotten jungle//

Sorry, i know that words to big for you, she bout to look that shit up on google

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

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

Direct shit like google maps

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

I bet homies went on google to search the reference i previously made/

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

"no need for google, the kids a search engine"

New batch to patch, back to making maps

Switch swag on you little dick fags