This is a song about "Map"

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

Take a nigga off the map prolly leave his ass depressed,

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

Pop back ya cap, name officially off the 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

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

All these little dreams you got, they're not shit

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

I'll take a risk and claim the map.

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,

Niggas ruin your plans, it’s best to do what you can

Later on the grown up was running the map man

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

You'll fall off the map like nostradamus predicted it