This is a song about "The map from dora"

That you thought would land you on the hip hop map

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

From the gutter to the roof

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

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

Shit i just want to rap, be noticed by those around me, i wanna put my town on the map,

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

I got twelve hundred kicks, them straight from japan

Later on the grown up was running the map man

On the map, filthy see my name on her back

I’m that nigga in fact, paper tall as shaq

Not sure which way to turn i need a map

Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that