This is a song about "Map"

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit

You'll fall off the map like nostradamus predicted it

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

Pop back ya cap, name officially off the map

? all white but the phantom is all black

Not sure which way to turn i need a 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

But that's a way of survival, how they map their peace plans,

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

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

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

But we will get our gang back on the map

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

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