This is a song about "Map"

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

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

That you thought would land you on the hip hop map

Not sure which way to turn i need a map

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

So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black

Like a surgeon ima map out and extract

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,

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

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

I'll take a risk and claim the map.

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

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

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