This is a song about "Copy"

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

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

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

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

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

So copy me like piracy,

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

Every copy thinks he's almost fucking godly