This is a song about "Copper"

If i lost you be patient

Writing-chan, copper kilt

And the games appeal to the struggling youth with no father

Gotta copper chopper, whatchin me as i soon become hopper,

Humboldt represented through my rhyming, living in copper

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

When i hit platinum youll still be tryna get to double copper

Going for the gold, not the copper or the silver/

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

And that i spent the night with her

You probably a copper,

Buried in bronze coffins from copper you can't imagine

Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none