This is a song about "Copy"

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

I give my heart to one broad, the others get the pipe

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

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

Not copy and paste rhymes.

Then put it into sex drive

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Copy write my name, didn't even put citations

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

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

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

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

Air baggage claim awaiting miss thang outta st. louis

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