All the people like to talk shit to me for some reason Attacking beats and making rappers flee Special ops bars 'cause when I rap I do it tactically Cackle from the battleground, slashing at your tapestry Fuck your family name, fuck your friends, fuck your sanity I shackle any enemy... Y'all are just embarrassing Pussies keep on tweeting, ain't that shit a Tom 'n Jerry scene? Twitter fingers fired up, y'all are just so scared of me All it'd take is one dm, I bet your girl would marry me I fall asleep at 1 pm and wake up when the moon is out I don't need a schedule, truly I could do without Other artists hate me 'cause I made it off of purely skill But it ain't my fault you fucking losers took the stupid route Go ahead, move it out, file through the exit Fake a fucking smile, all you vile, putrid less-thans Always talking shit, but you could kinda use some lessons 'Cause I've heard that one before, c'mon guys, review your message I miss the old Atlas Wrote with the soul Atlas Where did that dope rapsmith Go, now it's so average Man, I hate the new Atlas The bad mood Atlas Got cocky once he got A couple million views Atlas I thought I knew Atlas Now I'm like who's Atlas? Making moves, Atlas Too good for his fans, now huh? I miss the old Atlas Before the cold Atlas I know Atlas better than him That's what I told Atlas Okay, but in all seriousness, I make music for myself, not for you. And I don't care about your comments shut the fuck up