This is a song about "Copy"

Way before i knew addition had the new edition copy,

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Can't me paste back together, and you'll never find a copy

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I stared death in the eyes a couple times

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

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

I'm real shit you're just a photo copy.

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

Rappin pissed is just the shit, bastards copy often

Youngin but i know an og from a copy.

But five years from now i bet she see

Paid homage to the struggle that's before mine

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