This is a song about "Copy"

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

Every copy thinks he's almost fucking godly

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

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

Youngin but i know an og from a copy.

You a lady boss, now you fly free

So copy me like piracy,

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Copy write my name, didn't even put citations

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

As an arsonist i freeze originals leaving them breathless without a copy,

Why e.d.iprovide shit, fo tha needyand take from tha greedykadafi, is not sloppy

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

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

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

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit