This is a song about "Copy"

So copy me like piracy,

Let me rideuntil i get free

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

You aint fuckin dope your just a copy paste editor

Way before i knew addition had the new edition copy,

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Youngin but i know an og from a copy.

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

Corporate motherfuckers, yeah, y'all can't even copy this,

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in

They either compliment me but speaking a rampage some copy me

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty