This is a song about "Map skips"

At her, she skips second period and runs home but

I want diamonds too, ronnie on player's club

Like a surgeon ima map out and extract

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

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

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

Later on the grown up was running the map man

Odd future, there wolves bang where a couple bears hang

And my momma keep smoking that shit

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

And you all will respect that

I'm blasting off the map

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

All of you faggots off the map back to reality its time to rap.

But that's a way of survival, how they map their peace plans,

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats