This is a song about "Copy"

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

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

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

I promise, your shoddy rap copy so sloppy

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

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Sitting on the couch, that was my uncle bobby

Every copy thinks he's almost fucking godly

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

Way before i knew addition had the new edition copy,

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body