This is a song about "Compare"

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

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

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

No wonder you think you might compare cus,

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

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

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

Don't compare me to you, one stop pop shop

Compare to my dick to your tablet even when it's flaccid

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

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

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

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

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

Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there