This is a song about "Copy"

Copy write my name, didn't even put citations

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

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

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

20 racks really thats sneaker money

So copy me like piracy,

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

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

You aint fuckin dope your just a copy paste editor

I ain't being facetious saying i speak for the culture

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

For him to be true is all you ask but i'm foolish