This is a song about "Compare"

There isn't many things i can show to compare

Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair

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

Ass-clappin' standing on applauding the effort

No one can compare to what you mean to me

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

Comparing to those who compare me to ignorance

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

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare

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

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

Dont compare urself with em... u aint got that mod!

Should come with me to get your salad tossed

From los angee area anytime i'm fucking landing

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