This is a song about "Copy"

Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights

Not copy and paste rhymes.

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

Puffin’ on that garlic, cigar full of marley

Way before i knew addition had the new edition copy,

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

Because there ain't no coming back from that

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

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

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