This is a song about "Copy"

Rollin' down the four o five

Not copy and paste rhymes.

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Every copy thinks he's almost fucking godly

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

More money to count, yeah you know i’m gettin' right

John rocket atlanta's bravest know that i'm awesome

Rappin pissed is just the shit, bastards copy often

Okay lamborghini mercy, yo chick, she so thirsty

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

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

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

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.