This is a song about "Copy"

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

I promise, your shoddy rap copy so sloppy

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

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

Puffin’ on that garlic, cigar full of marley

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

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