This is a song about "Map of europe in 1914"

Later on the grown up was running the map man

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

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

No need for a road map cause we're paving it

On they car note to go to the club

I’ll take you touring europe

The next day you is everybody target

You'll fall off the map like nostradamus predicted it

But we will get our gang back on the map

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

Claimin' you throw the most asskickin' flow in the map

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

On the map, filthy see my name on her back

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

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

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