This is a song about "Compare"

But more importantly taught me to pray

Shall i compare thee to a summer's day?

No wonder you think you might compare cus,

Ducking bill collectors like jehovah’s witness

To compare me with him is like nike to jays

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

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

Trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

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

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

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

But nothing's going to compare to the sacrifices that he'll make.

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

I agree that it's wrong to compare different struggles,