This is a song about "Compare"

Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake

Maybe he'll compare himself to something like an earthquake,

Shall i compare thee to a summer's day?

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

To compare me with him is like nike to jays

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

Compare me too that bastard pot head

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

Air in the arteries doesn't compare to the snobbery

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

No one can compare to what you mean to me

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Comparing to those who compare me to ignorance

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

And got her room number, you can find me there

There isn't many things i can show to compare