This is a song about "Compare"

No one can compare to the feelings and the love we share

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

Cause this nigga done got jealous

No wonder you think you might compare cus,

New is new, don't compare to the precedent/

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

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

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

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

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

No one can compare to what you mean to me

Nobody can compare to this

Cuz ignorance is bliss

Using similes to compare my metaphors

They calling me often to offer me walls