This is a song about "Copy"

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

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

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

She said, "don't be fucking with nobody

I promise, your shoddy rap copy so sloppy

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

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

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

50,000 ones before i hit the lobby

Wishing to copy, they do it sloppy

Once as a slave who imagined being free

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

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

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see