This is a song about "Copy"

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

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

Wishing to copy, they do it sloppy

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business

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

So i still be on that yard with a philly of that marley

Every copy thinks he's almost fucking godly

Rappin pissed is just the shit, bastards copy often

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Copy write my name, didn't even put citations

Ya'll some copy paste rappers i'm the real deal like

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried