This is a song about "Copy"

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

Brand new airs cocaine white, feels so good but it ain't right

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

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

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

Every copy thinks he's almost fucking godly

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Not copy and paste rhymes.

Take her back to where i live

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

Tell em we'll never be but they settle for side bitches

And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches

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

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see