This is a song about "Copy"

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

And throw up the diamond sign, boy you know i'mma shine

They say i talk like im god body

Youngin but i know an og from a copy.

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

You aint fuckin dope your just a copy paste editor

Mow anybody wanna play some hockey

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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

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

My slaughter's hittin' our goals as though we like hockey

So copy me like piracy,

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see