This is a song about "Map window"

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

Not sure which way to turn i need a map

On the map, filthy see my name on her back

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

In his body and face

The window is sharing my place

I'll take a risk and claim the map.

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

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

You can't be wiping your ass

Smash them like some window glass

She probably had a reason though

But its thrown out the window

Pop back ya cap, name officially off the map

So gold albums or not, i did affect rap