This is a song about "Copy"

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

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

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

Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights

Not copy and paste rhymes.

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Youngin but i know an og from a copy.

Hearing nikki giovanni on a late summer night

Ya'll some copy paste rappers i'm the real deal like

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

I'm real shit you're just a photo copy.

Way before i knew addition had the new edition copy,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit