This is a song about "Copy"

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

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

So here i am at the store for some chips

Copy write my name, didn't even put citations

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english

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

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

Iphone and ipad, air max, and my gat

As an arsonist i freeze originals leaving them breathless without a copy,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see