This is a song about "Copy"

Every copy thinks he's almost fucking godly

Sitting on the couch, that was my uncle bobby

Copy write my name, didn't even put citations

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

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

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

So copy me like piracy,

Way before i knew addition had the new edition copy,

I dont gotta join illuminati just to get a new bugatti

We will never die, we are forever alive

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