This is a song about "Copy"

Youngin but i know an og from a copy.

Bought a brand new car for my after party

Let me rideuntil i get free

Wishing to copy, they do it sloppy

Rappin pissed is just the shit, bastards copy often

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

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

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

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

Roll along and got tipsy then tonight, tommorow you the mystery

All of you copy and paste lines to pass the time,

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

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