This is a song about "Map"

Later on the grown up was running the map man

Hard as a motherfucker, tell em i was ham

I know the world been waiting for that

Not sure which way to turn i need a map

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

You'll fall off the map like nostradamus predicted it

Skipping across the map on my early expedition

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black

Like a surgeon ima map out and extract

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

These guys are kings of the sea on my map, bee's rise begins the battle royal rap

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

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

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

I'm putting myself on the map you are officially in my trap like moths to light bitch