This is a song about "Fish paste"

Well i'm fruit punch concentrate and they water

A space encounter serving paste and powder

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

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

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

My world a little darker, like a fuckin' tan line

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

Money goes to waste for the taste of this paste,

You aint fuckin dope your just a copy paste editor

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Randomblackdude and larry fish my idols

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

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

The real muscle in the message of that