This is a song about "Copy"

And it's impossible for you to copy my rhymes,

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

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

I’m a king to these niggas, love a queen, fuck the bitches

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

I crave victory, but i don't copy a rapper's history,

Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business

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

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

D.c. pg is with me see that bentley that ain't mine

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

Im sayin one night my love is like that

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

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

Vicious transmission for my vicious ambition

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in