This is a song about "Map"

My name trouble i'm a blessing to rap

I'll take a risk and claim the map.

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

Skipping across the map on my early expedition

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

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

Not sure which way to turn i need a map

Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

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

I'm blasting off the map

I'm stuck with that

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

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

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

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag