This is a song about "Copy"

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

When i write down lyrics all they do is copy,

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

Every copy thinks he's almost fucking godly

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

Okay lamborghini mercy, yo chick, she so thirsty

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

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

You beat me that shits unimaginable, fake shit, you copy paste shit

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

There is a light that shines

Not copy and paste rhymes.

You aint fuckin dope your just a copy paste editor

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her