This is a song about "Compare"

Black jesus!searchin for black jesus

No wonder you think you might compare cus,

New is new, don't compare to the precedent/

Know what? dope, crack, and coke is in the coat tucked

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

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

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

Nothing's gonna compare to the sound in the morning which he wakes.

Comparing to those who compare me to ignorance

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

And compare the way you talked then to how you're rapping

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

We the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob

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

But nothing's going to compare to the sacrifices that he'll make.

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape