This is a song about "Copy and paste this"

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

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

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

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

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

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

I'm tyler, mr. green hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap

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

They try and copy it, they run but not as quick

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

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

And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches