This is a song about "Copy"

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

Way before i knew addition had the new edition copy,

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

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

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

We will never die, we are forever alive

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Every copy thinks he's almost fucking godly

This is faking it, copy and paste, dropped your rap,

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

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

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

Got bitches on mollies, they rollin' all night

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