This is a song about "Copy"

Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business

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

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

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

They say we living in troubled times

Not copy and paste rhymes.

You just need to know i’m comin’, i’ll kill you niggas this summer

You aint fuckin dope your just a copy paste editor

So copy me like piracy,

I believe in privacy