This is a song about "Map"

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

I got that scrap of crap on the map to wrap and strap you in a trap

You'll fall off the map like nostradamus predicted it

You need more assist than the handicapped kids, oh, shit

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

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

And fuck the radio for tellin' me to snap jam

Later on the grown up was running the map man

There's crack, there's crack

I'm blasting off the map

Just think of all the people that you knew in the past

Like a surgeon ima map out and extract

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

On the map, filthy see my name on her back

Skipping across the map on my early expedition

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position