This is a song about "Compare"

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Comparing to those who compare me to ignorance

Dont compare urself with em... u aint got that mod!

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

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

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

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

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

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

Play hard to get, females get jealous

No wonder you think you might compare cus,

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

I heard that statistic i almost cried

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

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