This is a song about "Compare"

Havoc on the track boi, grab it hold it tight

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

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Using similes to compare my metaphors

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

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

The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there

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

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Comparing to those who compare me to ignorance

Only devil's knew i'm failing to compare

She's got me love stoned from everywhere

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

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