This is a song about "Being compared"

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

Compared to my rap you sound like your gonna choke

But rigamortis is a tortoise, compared to what we do on a chorus

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

And look at your edition compared to its definition,

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Some harder shit, the bars i spit; compared to all these other guys

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

And i agree that it's nothing compared to treatment of slaves,

Nah compared to your grammer, i ain't weak

That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep

That you ain't nothing compared to me,

Chillin' with homies and family

And compared to your grammar, i ain't weak

The revolution will proceed