This is a song about "Map"

Then some lady named billie holiday

Make my money creatin' map, sounds pretty cray

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

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

I'm putting myself on the map you are officially in my trap like moths to light bitch

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Den i put that ho on the welcome mat

Pop back ya cap, name officially off the map

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

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

Passionate in that sack, passionate with this rap

That you thought would land you on the hip hop map

I'll take a risk and claim the map.

Should know i'm winnin that chanel fitted cap

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

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that