This is a song about "Map"

Pop back ya cap, name officially off the map

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Like a surgeon ima map out and extract

Snapple fact: you rather wack

I'll take a risk and claim the map.

No need for a road map cause we're paving it

Following the king of diamonds, bitch you went ape shit

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

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

Not sure which way to turn i need a map

Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track

I know what you do with that

I'm blasting off the map

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

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