This is a song about "Gonna copy me"

I'm murdering instrumentals cause i rap with the conscience

You're not as hot as me so don't copy me for the profits

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

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

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

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

They claim it as their own, africa

Please save me, i'm gonna melt without ya

20 racks really thats sneaker money

So copy me like piracy,

You're never gonna be the one for me

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see