This is a song about "Copy"

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

Copy write my name, didn't even put citations

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

Way before i knew addition had the new edition copy,

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

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

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

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

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised