This is a song about "Copy and paste"

A space encounter serving paste and powder

And none drum, iller than ninth wonder

If you're that god-awful, coulda just asked, i got some copy paper and bashur's stencil

Some underhanded plans witnessed a man diewas only fifteen, should have been a beauty queen, still

Why e.d.iprovide shit, fo tha needyand take from tha greedykadafi, is not sloppy

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

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

Jay don't copy, stop that and carl c why did you prop that

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

Way before i knew addition had the new edition copy,

Became so drasticmilitary mind mashed all the walls they blastedif we bleed then they suffocate

Holding all this weight, not a copy and paste, finally opened my heart and broke down the gate