This is a song about "Copy"

You aint fuckin dope your just a copy paste editor

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

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

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

Copy write my name, didn't even put citations

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

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

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

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

Mow anybody wanna play some hockey

They either compliment me but speaking a rampage some copy me

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

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

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

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