This is a song about "The marauders map"

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

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

Low end theory, beats, rhymes, and life, midnight marauders,

I've become immune to you no name haters

And it begins to phase him more each day

Make my money creatin' map, sounds pretty cray

The bigger the the fun

Takin' breaks will leave you broken

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

Claimin' you throw the most asskickin' flow in the map

That you thought would land you on the hip hop map

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Later on the grown up was running the map man

Odd future, there wolves bang where a couple bears hang