This is a song about "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,

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

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

That you thought would land you on the hip hop map

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

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

Yea i’m on that ball shit, boy you with that soft shit

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

On the map, filthy see my name on her back

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

You'll fall off the map like nostradamus predicted it

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

Not sure which way to turn i need a map