This is a song about "Map"

Later on the grown up was running the map man

Bitch i'm in the fucking mall, with my niggas eating ham

I'm blasting off the map

I know what you do with that

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

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

Not sure which way to turn i need a map

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

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

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

I'll take a risk and claim the map.

Skipping across the map on my early expedition

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position