This is a song about "Map"

And fuck the radio for tellin' me to snap jam

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

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

Not sure which way to turn i need a map

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

That you thought would land you on the hip hop map

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

I'm blasting off the map

That’s real shit, it’s bigger than rap

On the map, filthy see my name on her back

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

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

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

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