This is a song about "Compare"

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

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

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

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

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

To compare me with him is like nike to jays

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

And you wonder why niggas keep the gun tucked

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

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

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

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

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see