This is a song about "Compare"

There isn't many things i can show to compare

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share

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

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

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

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

And you wonder why niggas keep the gun tucked

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

No wonder you think you might compare cus,

I've got muslims calling on jesus

Using similes to compare my metaphors

They calling me often to offer me walls

Shall i compare thee to a summer's day?

Back in the motherfuckin bay