This is a song about "Map"

Make my money creatin' map, sounds pretty cray

You know we kick it like everyday

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

I'm at the tip top of rap here to knock you off the hip hop map

There's crack, there's crack

I'm blasting off the map

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

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

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

Not sure which way to turn i need a map

Like a surgeon ima map out and extract

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

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

But we will get our gang back on the map

Im sayin one night my love is like that