This is a song about "Compare"

Real shottas, fuck ya foreigners stay

Shall i compare thee to a summer's day?

I hit you from rewind it'd be hard to move forward

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Comparing to those who compare me to ignorance

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

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

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

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

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

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

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