This is a song about "Compare and contrast religions"

So here i am at the store for some chips

Im not pious to this fake ass religions,

Words don't compare to the feelings we feel inside.

What a sad sight, lookin’ at my gas light

Don't compare me to you, one stop pop shop

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

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

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

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

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

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

Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

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

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

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