This is a song about "Copy"

Youngin but i know an og from a copy.

On they twitter writing novels, see

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

The fluid on my eye falling while i do the rhyme

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

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

Sitting on the couch, that was my uncle bobby

I promise, your shoddy rap copy so sloppy

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

They either compliment me but speaking a rampage some copy me

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

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

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

Copy write my name, didn't even put citations