This is a song about "Paste"

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

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

Not copy and paste rhymes.

If i could have 25 wives

A space encounter serving paste and powder

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

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

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Copy and paste your shit on a website of article writing

You aint fuckin dope your just a copy paste editor

My mouth is like the sewer, yeah yeah i keep it gutter

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

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

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

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