This is a song about "Atlas mom"

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Mom keep my house fully stocked with candy

I've got muslims calling on jesus

Get a call from my mom, one love/

We ain't playing no fucking games

Uh, that's the sound your mom makes,

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

You like this, brothers actin stiff like cactus

Once upon a time not long ago

Your mom blows, she's a hoe

Treat yo mom like one of my bitches

You ain’t never been higher than this

Chorus: you only get one mom and dad, but remember your mom

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

You grounded like mom is you serious?

Pay him some attention, he's smart and he's genius