This is a song about "Copy"

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

Way before i knew addition had the new edition copy,

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

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

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

They either compliment me but speaking a rampage some copy me

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

I promise, your shoddy rap copy so sloppy

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

And all women who had light features, see

Wishing to copy, they do it sloppy

We tie dynamite to the rhino type

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