This is a song about "Map window"

They worship the ground i walk on, though i'm harder than cement

Take a nigga off the map prolly leave his ass depressed,

Floor seats at that wizards game

Looking out te window pain

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

Not sure which way to turn i need a map

Make my money creatin' map, sounds pretty cray

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market

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

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

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

I ain't tryna brag though

And i saw her through the window

I'm at the tip top of rap here to knock you off the hip hop map

I'm tyler, mr. green hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap