This is a song about "Gonna copy me"

Me from my sins; gonna be known in the unknown be loud, gonna be known

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

So best believe ya gonna “take me”.

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

So copy me like piracy,

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

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

Is written in our souls, africa

How you gonna breast feed me mom? (wah!)

I'm real shit you're just a photo copy.

But five years from now i bet she see

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

Me, but im gonna have you try