This is a song about "Copy"

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

And it's impossible for you to copy my rhymes,

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

You aint fuckin dope your just a copy paste editor

Youngin but i know an og from a copy.

On they twitter writing novels, see

I promise, your shoddy rap copy so sloppy

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

They either compliment me but speaking a rampage some copy me

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

D.c. pg is with me see that bentley that ain't mine

All of you copy and paste lines to pass the time,

Way before i knew addition had the new edition copy,

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party