This is a song about "Copy"

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

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

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

Corporate motherfuckers, yeah, y'all can't even copy this,

Double m-g not to mention we got that

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

They either compliment me but speaking a rampage some copy me

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line

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

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

You beat me that shits unimaginable, fake shit, you copy paste shit

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

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Wishing to copy, they do it sloppy