This is a song about "Copy"

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

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

I'm real shit you're just a photo copy.

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

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

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

I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches

So copy me like piracy,

If you ain't about money

Paper planes, long flights

Not copy and paste rhymes.

They either compliment me but speaking a rampage some copy me

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

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

Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side