This is a song about "Copy"

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Youngin but i know an og from a copy.

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

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

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

The real muscle in the message of that

Get ya money up, jewelry tight, swagger right

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

Nigga fuck the black and whites

Not copy and paste rhymes.

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

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

You aint fuckin dope your just a copy paste editor

‘cause i manipulate your molecular structure