This is a song about "Copy"

I promise, your shoddy rap copy so sloppy

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

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

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

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

Yeah they call me gucci, but i'mma buy you louis

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

As an arsonist i freeze originals leaving them breathless without a copy,

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

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

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

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

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

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.