This is a song about "Compare"

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

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

And them which is more of a circus than a fair

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

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

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

There isn't many things i can show to compare

Years back you believed that the world was fair

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

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

You dont compare to me, better be prepared for me,

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

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

No one can compare to what you mean to me