This is a song about "Copy"

You beat me that shits unimaginable, fake shit, you copy paste shit

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

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

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

They either compliment me but speaking a rampage some copy me

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

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

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Way before i knew addition had the new edition copy,

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

Paintin perfect pictures ain't never worked, my misery