This is a song about "Compare"

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

Compare to my dick to your tablet even when it's flaccid

To compare me with him is like nike to jays

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

Shall i compare thee to a summer's day?

Morty let me use the maybach back in may

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

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

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

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

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

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

No one can compare to the feelings and the love we share

Shorty i'm a dog don't handle no broad

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