This is a song about "Copy"

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

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

Been spending most our lives

Not copy and paste rhymes.

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

But we should be body to body

Youngin but i know an og from a copy.

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

They either compliment me but speaking a rampage some copy me

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

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

Way before i knew addition had the new edition copy,

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see