This is a song about "Copy"

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

Whatever you like, it's whatever tonight

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

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

They either compliment me but speaking a rampage some copy me

D.c. pg is with me see that bentley that ain't mine

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

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

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

Every copy thinks he's almost fucking godly