This is a song about "Copy"

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

I promise, your shoddy rap copy so sloppy

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

As an arsonist i freeze originals leaving them breathless without a copy,

You aint fuckin dope your just a copy paste editor

You bulemic, struggling niggas ain’t eating supper

And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches

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

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

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

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Copy write my name, didn't even put citations

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,