This is a song about "Compare"

Nobody can compare to this

Damn skippy, a nigga getting bitches

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Comparing to those who compare me to ignorance

Try compare weed to heroine

I don't care what it did to them

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

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

Air in the arteries doesn't compare to the snobbery

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

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

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

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

No one can compare to what you mean to me

Better keep that ho on a leash don't make your only