This is a song about "Map"

I'm so dapper man, funky fresh dapper dan

Later on the grown up was running the map man

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

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Not sure which way to turn i need a map

Dc, wale - nice ball cap

I'll take a risk and claim the map.

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

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

Then 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 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