This is a song about "Copy"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Way before i knew addition had the new edition copy,

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

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

So copy me like piracy,

Took my heart away from money

This is faking it, copy and paste, dropped your rap,

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

You aint fuckin dope your just a copy paste editor

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Just a couple niggas in a boxcar that bitch go lime

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

Every copy thinks he's almost fucking godly

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see