This is a song about "Copy"

Youngin but i know an og from a copy.

High heel wearer, hell of a body

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

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

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

And all women who had light features, see

There is a light that shines

Not copy and paste rhymes.

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

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

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I promise, your shoddy rap copy so sloppy

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Way before i knew addition had the new edition copy,

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see