This is a song about "Copy"

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

You aint fuckin dope your just a copy paste editor

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

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

And i got a little big, keep it low key

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

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

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in

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

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.