This is a song about "Copy"

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

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

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

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

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

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

Way before i knew addition had the new edition copy,

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

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in

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

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,