This is a song about "Copy"

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

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

Every copy thinks he's almost fucking godly

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Not copy and paste rhymes.

There is a light that shines

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

So copy me like piracy,

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

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

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

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