This is a song about "Compare and contrast religions"

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

It still wouldn't compare to laughing heartily in ghetto poverty

I agree that it's wrong to compare different struggles,

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

Saying they all different, but i don’t show them no effort

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

Ill punch them in the face until my fist hurts, your beauty is beyond compare

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

Compare me too that bastard pot head

If people compare it to water they would say it was raining

Please, we avoid pagan the pace is far more amazing

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes

Im not pious to this fake ass religions,

Nobody can compare to this

Wetter than a swish and i never miss