This is a song about "Copy"

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

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

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

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

Cut the commercial, he be texting all the side bitches

They either compliment me but speaking a rampage some copy me

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

So copy me like piracy,

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

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

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

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines