This is a song about "Copy"

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

You aint fuckin dope your just a copy paste editor

So copy me like piracy,

But five years from now i bet she see

Living underground like a godfather buried alive

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

You mean to tell me everything gon be fine

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

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

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

Like my skin was leather madeleatherman louis

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

They either compliment me but speaking a rampage some copy me

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised