This is a song about "Paste"

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

Ya'll some copy paste rappers i'm the real deal like

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

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

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

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

Became so drasticmilitary mind mashed all the walls they blastedif we bleed then they suffocate

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

You aint fuckin dope your just a copy paste editor