This is a song about "Map"

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

That you thought would land you on the hip hop map

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Like a surgeon ima map out and extract

Skipping across the map on my early expedition

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

My name trouble i'm a blessing to rap

I'll take a risk and claim the map.

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

I got that scrap of crap on the map to wrap and strap you in a trap

Shit i just want to rap, be noticed by those around me, i wanna put my town on the map,

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

I'm putting myself on the map you are officially in my trap like moths to light bitch

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

I'm blasting off the map

No car key and i mean that