This is a song about "Copy"

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

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

Wishing to copy, they do it sloppy

Cause i'm batman with the pump, johnny johnny

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

Rappin pissed is just the shit, bastards copy often

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

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

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

They either compliment me but speaking a rampage some copy me

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

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

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

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

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