This is a song about "Atlas amp amp"

And the impact of these actions, a moral atlas assassin

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

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

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

Fuck around you gon' need a stint at the doctors

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

With 2 15's n a 400 watt amp, had me intrigued as to see what's next.

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

Magic city, a stack for the fattest asses

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

I'm catching myself depositing these feelings she withdraw from

And the impact of these actions, a moral atlas assassin

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

Amp up the meaning of words and crush time after time.

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

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for