This is a song about "Copy"

Jeremy scotts, 3 stripes

Not copy and paste rhymes.

Copy write my name, didn't even put citations

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

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

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

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

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

Puffin’ on that garlic, cigar full of marley