This is a song about "Copy"

Rappin pissed is just the shit, bastards copy often

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

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

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

And it's impossible for you to copy my rhymes,

I promise, your shoddy rap copy so sloppy

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

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

Air baggage claim awaiting miss thang outta st. louis

You aint fuckin dope your just a copy paste editor

This man can single handedly save the culture