This is a song about "Copy"

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

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

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

Why e.d.iprovide shit, fo tha needyand take from tha greedykadafi, is not sloppy

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

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Youngin but i know an og from a copy.

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

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

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

Every copy thinks he's almost fucking godly

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

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

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Copy write my name, didn't even put citations