This is a song about "Compare"

Maybe he'll compare himself to something like an earthquake,

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

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

Seldomly blasting i would stomp him without asking

Only devil's knew i'm failing to compare

You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair

Compare me too that bastard pot head

You claim you a dog, my nigga, i’m the vet

Using similes to compare my metaphors

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

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

Then some lady named billie holiday

Shall i compare thee to a summer's day?

This a little tune to keep you motivated and inspired

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