This is a song about "Copy"

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

My marble floors are killing, gold cars are so relentless

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

Way before i knew addition had the new edition copy,

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

I crave victory, but i don't copy a rapper's history,

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

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

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

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