This is a song about "Compare"

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

Don't compare me to you, one stop pop shop

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

See, all my life i was raised by a lot of criminals

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

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

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

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

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

Woo-hah, got you all in check

Compare me too that bastard pot head

To compare me with him is like nike to jays

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

Believing the screens or anything there

There isn't many things i can show to compare