This is a song about "Cope and paste"

This stress is tough to cope, eatin and showerin wit a roach, both ways get the view

Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you

Influenced by how you just cope with losing

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

I bet you've never seen a pig fly, nope

Going at it holding orange coals, tryna cope

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

Been running around trying find a job

Music helps me cope, call it antidote,

I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal

Tryna cope with emotions that's overflowing my soul

So y'all can cope n' touch

Man but this ain't no sign language

Because there ain't no coming back from that

This is faking it, copy and paste, dropped your rap,