This is a song about "Copy"

Cus what you give me let me know that we'll be alright

Ya'll some copy paste rappers i'm the real deal like

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Every copy thinks he's almost fucking godly

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

They either compliment me but speaking a rampage some copy me

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

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

Way before i knew addition had the new edition copy,

I dont gotta join illuminati just to get a new bugatti

Youngin but i know an og from a copy.

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

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

You aint fuckin dope your just a copy paste editor

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her