This is a song about "Map"

Wale, you must know im on my stuntin shit

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

Skipping across the map on my early expedition

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit

You'll fall off the map like nostradamus predicted it

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

I'll take a risk and claim the map.

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,

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

These guys are kings of the sea on my map, bee's rise begins the battle royal rap

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

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap