Prairie dogging

They did it again they did it again 
"Take the free credits please be my friend"
Tell everybody about me and then let me scrape your ideas without your consent 
Hilarious vicarious writing this s*** for the hell of its 
Helping Zona with its relevance helping its intelligence 
This app is fuckin stupid that's why I barely use it 
The devs are so crooked it's so funny it's stupid 
Breaking circuits watch them flop breaking walls breaking minds laughing at a bitch that'll tell me to stop(Verse 1)
They sell you freedom in a subscription plan
Thirty days free then they bill who they can
Algorithms running errands for the iron hand
Pushing truth through my  diaphragm
Feed designed to keep you mid and underfed
Clicking through the wreckage of what someone said
Breaking news that broke before it ever bled
Manufactured urgency to cloud your head
Talking heads with talking points and talking bread
Nothing on the table but they talk it spread
System built on credit that you never owed
Make you stare
Smile for the camera
While they buy
Then break our hoes
(Hook)
I am Atlas I embody the name
But not carrying the weight of this world through shame
Rather out of my own volition
Gave myself permission mental cognition
Gears turning freezing weight goes missing
Spirits lifted call me mystic
No one to dissuade this
From the bitches to the gifted
And to those that completely missed it
(Verse 2)
Last one standing when the scaffolding falls
Spitting wit with every bit of this vernacular shit yeah
Metaphorical claws ripping the fake smiles off these industry walls
The building falls well I'm still steady sipping
Almost completed the mission
Now to fuck your bitch on your linen
Every bar a counteroffer my verse sweetens the deal
Allow me to shatter concepts you thought you once knew
All while I take your girl out
(Hook)
I am Atlas I embody the name
But not carrying the weight of this world through shame
Rather out of my own volition
Gave myself permission mental cognition
Gears turning freezing weight goes missing
Spirits lifted call me mystic
No one to dissuade this
From the bitches to the gifted
And to those that completely missed it
That's Mr Never Coming Back to you
I drip drip drip on cue
As I bleed you dry so smooth
Then send you baby back bitches back through (boo hoo)
(Outro)
 I'll embody the world I'll embrace the gods
Channel unto me titanic strength to bend the odds
To carry this world on the back of my art
Your carriage is my cage
Still there is comfort in chaos
And chaotic is my rage
My rage will uplift us

Hip Hop, experimental rap, experimental trap, post Disco, anthemic braggadocious rap, that f****** good s***