This is a song about "Copy"

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

They either compliment me but speaking a rampage some copy me

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

Way before i knew addition had the new edition copy,

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

You aint fuckin dope your just a copy paste editor

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Rappin pissed is just the shit, bastards copy often

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in