This is a song about "Map"

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

You'll fall off the map like nostradamus predicted it

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

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

Doin wild shit, lookin at the sun don't pay

Make my money creatin' map, sounds pretty cray

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

Cause i been drinkin till the point that i'm a dizzy rap

Pop back ya cap, name officially off the map

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

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

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

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Skipping across the map on my early expedition

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position