This is a song about "Compare"

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

And you wonder why niggas keep the gun tucked

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

Only devil's knew i'm failing to compare

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

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

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

It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear

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

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

If people compare it to water they would say it was raining