This is a song about "Compare"

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

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

Why don't you just get a little taste baby

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

I scream and jump around on couches while you sit and talk

Dont compare urself with em... u aint got that mod!

And got her room number, you can find me there

There isn't many things i can show to compare

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

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Nobody can compare to this

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

Takin' breaks will leave you broken

Try compare weed to heroine

What the fuck? that's your fucking brother? i ain't with that jerkin' shit

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