This is a song about "Copy"

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

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

You aint fuckin dope your just a copy paste editor

You say my love was gonna work from a upper

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

Not copy and paste rhymes.

Been spending most our lives

I promise, your shoddy rap copy so sloppy

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

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

My marble floors are killing, gold cars are so relentless

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

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

Rappin pissed is just the shit, bastards copy often