This is a song about "Atlas akin"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Akin to the affection of a shoe-store employee/

So get it right ok you ballin and i'm with the owners

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

And the impact of these actions, a moral atlas assassin

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

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

And it's you, can't even front i press ignore

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

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

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

Appropriate description of his code is akin to an opiate

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

And the impact of these actions, a moral atlas assassin

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

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love