This is a song about "Compare and contrast religions"

White sofas contrast the black constrictive boas/

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there

No one can compare to the feelings and the love we share

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

Compare me too that bastard pot head

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

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

There's a lot of religions like fish in the sea

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

But i know freedom will ring so listen its hard to compare

Compare to my dick to your tablet even when it's flaccid

Got heat super freak rick james ya bitch, leave a stain & shit

Nobody can compare to this

I sit and reminisce