This is a song about "Map"

Skipping across the map on my early expedition

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

I'll take a risk and claim the map.

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

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

Celebrate the very day that she get past

Like a surgeon ima map out and extract

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

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

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

On the map, filthy see my name on her back

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

Give me a moment bet the time will be the best, best

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