This is a song about "Atlas akin"

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

I'm atlas, carry the weight of the world on my shoulders/

Got no fear in no officer, they be scared of them doctors

Like atlas i take the weight of the world on my shoulders

Akin to the affection of a shoe-store employee/

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Call me atlas, i'm ruthless and looking for war

The money gets closer when you seem to be grindin' more

And the impact of these actions, a moral atlas assassin

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

Appropriate description of his code is akin to an opiate

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

I aim like i hold the gold compass, a gold atlas.

And the impact of these actions, a moral atlas assassin

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one