This is a song about "Compare"

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

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Using similes to compare my metaphors

There isn't many things i can show to compare

Runnin' this bitch like i do not care

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Compare me too that bastard pot head

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

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

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

I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard

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

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

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

Octopussy special effect the wet bitches be banging