This is a song about "Paste"

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

The real muscle in the message of that

Not copy and paste rhymes.

Short days, long nights

But at least, my spit dont taste like yeast, more like minty tooth paste, what a waste,

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed

And then along came the wrong man for her

A space encounter serving paste and powder

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

But can they keep up with the paste of others

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

Holding all this weight, not a copy and paste, finally opened my heart and broke down the gate

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

So if you open up your heart i’ll give you mine

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

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit