This is a song about "We tryna rap put pv on the map follow me on the twitta app"

See, nobody #adores 'we' if it's not me whatever the rap's on.

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Eat the shit rap feeds me then regurgitate it on you critics,

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

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

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

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

So just put the fucking lotion on or set me off

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 i muscle rap

I'm blasting off the map

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Skipping across the map on my early expedition

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth