This is a song about "Copy"

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

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine

Copy write my name, didn't even put citations

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

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

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Youngin but i know an og from a copy.

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

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