This is a song about "Copy"

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in

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

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

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

They either compliment me but speaking a rampage some copy me

Baby we need each other, don't want to meet your mother

You aint fuckin dope your just a copy paste editor

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

So copy me like piracy,

But make sure if they do see

What we gotta do to survive

Not copy and paste rhymes.

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

Must be something you want me to see