This is a song about "I aint no copier"

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

I love the hate but i aint got no time to savor the flavor

Dont play around with me, i aint no toy

Columbus, holla at ya boy

Bitches on my lines i aint got no fucking time

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

I aint seen no nipples since i seen you

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

But if you ain't got the dance they revoke your spinning

No girls act to me like i aint existing

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

But i guess they aint never seen no white boy

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

You aint got time for no hoes, i aint even got time for time off