This is a song about "Compare"

Maybe he'll compare himself to something like an earthquake,

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

And them which is more of a circus than a fair

Only devil's knew i'm failing to compare

In this life you dead wrong or ain't living right

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

The skin is thick, no need for leather, your father called

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

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

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

And i bet you all them letters in your mailbox waiting

If people compare it to water they would say it was raining

There isn't many things i can show to compare

Where my soldiers at? put your pistols in the air

No wonder you think you might compare cus,

The way she walks and causes a fuss