This is a song about "Map"

You got reason to brag

I'm blasting off the map

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

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

Its somethin they never get, but fuck it i represent

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

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Skipping across the map on my early expedition

That you thought would land you on the hip hop map

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

Shit i just want to rap, be noticed by those around me, i wanna put my town on the map,

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Odd future, there wolves bang where a couple bears hang

Later on the grown up was running the map man