This is a song about "Atlas mom"

Right to wear your mom stay

Yeah, i know, that's what they all say

Or know them testament verses

Get a call from my mom, one love/

Mom keep my house fully stocked with candy

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

She go say i bad like saddam

So i thanks for my mom

When you took my hand up so calm

Well go cry to your mom

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

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

Uh, that's the sound your mom makes,

One verse is all it takes