This is a song about "Copy"

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

Air baggage claim awaiting miss thang outta st. louis

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

I promise, your shoddy rap copy so sloppy

Fuck it, odd future some nazis, black nazis don't copy

Ya'll some copy paste rappers i'm the real deal like

I give my heart to one broad, the others get the pipe

Been spending most our lives

Not copy and paste rhymes.

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in

They either compliment me but speaking a rampage some copy me

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy