This is a song about "Copy"

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in

I’m just a young nigga advocating ambition

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

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder

You aint fuckin dope your just a copy paste editor

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

I promise, your shoddy rap copy so sloppy

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

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

You beat me that shits unimaginable, fake shit, you copy paste shit

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

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

We will never die, we are forever alive

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