This is a song about "Maps"

Leave you lost in this jungle giving none of you maps

Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Makin' people freak out like the maps are mayan.

But i’m praying in advance

Relapse, collapse, brain maps

But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans

Death maps, in a lion's sense, alliances, are made by riff-raff,

Lately i've been drawing some safety maps

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

Switch swag on you little dick fags

Direct shit like google maps

New batch to patch, back to making maps

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs