This is a song about "Copy"

Then, prepare to have the eargasm of a lifetime

All of you copy and paste lines to pass the time,

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

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

They either compliment me but speaking a rampage some copy me

And it's impossible for you to copy my rhymes,

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in

I'm bald bull to my little mac competition

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

Way before i knew addition had the new edition copy,