This is a song about "Paste"

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

The human racist, motha fucka probably copy and paste.

You aint fuckin dope your just a copy paste editor

Pray for peace with the babies, they a beast in the summer

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Copy and paste your shit on a website of article writing

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

Just the perfect time, just to master mine

A space encounter serving paste and powder

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

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

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

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

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

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

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