This is a song about "Copy"

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

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

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

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

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

Rappin pissed is just the shit, bastards copy often

My slaughter's hittin' our goals as though we like hockey

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

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

Copy write my name, didn't even put citations

All of you copy and paste lines to pass the time,

So let's have a toast, everything fine