This is a song about "Copy cat"

Not copy and paste rhymes.

Rollin' down the four o five

I promise, your shoddy rap copy so sloppy

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

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

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

When they ask my answers always it was the cat

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

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

Way before i knew addition had the new edition copy,

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

Every copy thinks he's almost fucking godly