This is a song about "Compare"

Using similes to compare my metaphors

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

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

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

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

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

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

To compare me with him is like nike to jays

And hot dayscocking my heat shooting it sideways

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

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

But nothing's going to compare to the sacrifices that he'll make.

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

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