This is a song about "Copy"

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

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

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

I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

Puffin’ on that garlic, cigar full of marley

You aint fuckin dope your just a copy paste editor

I ain't being facetious saying i speak for the culture

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Way before i knew addition had the new edition copy,

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

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

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