This is a song about "Copy"

I'm real shit you're just a photo copy.

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Youngin but i know an og from a copy.

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

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

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

I'll take you out shorty but let me know its mine

All of you copy and paste lines to pass the time,

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

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

For him to be true is all you ask but i'm foolish

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