This is a song about "Compare"

Words don't compare to the feelings we feel inside.

I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

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

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

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

Lookin’ at my rollie, ’bout thirty grand what that cost

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

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

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

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

But i know freedom will ring so listen its hard to compare

No one can compare to what you mean to me

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Using similes to compare my metaphors