This is a song about "Copy"

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

Can't me paste back together, and you'll never find a copy

Rappin pissed is just the shit, bastards copy often

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

I crave victory, but i don't copy a rapper's history,

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

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

Everybody watching while you touching real money

They either compliment me but speaking a rampage some copy me

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

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

Way before i knew addition had the new edition copy,

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three