This is a song about "Compare"

No one can compare to what you mean to me

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

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

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

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

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

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

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

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share

Only devil's knew i'm failing to compare

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

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

Shall i compare thee to a summer's day?

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

Try compare weed to heroine

So the ones eye has freak don't run