This is a song about "Copy"

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

Copy write my name, didn't even put citations

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

They either compliment me but speaking a rampage some copy me

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

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

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

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

I’m a king to these niggas, love a queen, fuck the bitches

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Wishing to copy, they do it sloppy

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

This is faking it, copy and paste, dropped your rap,

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac