This is a song about "Compare"

Using similes to compare my metaphors

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

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

Nobody can compare to this

Wetter than a swish and i never miss

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

A bunch of temptation facing when your wife ain’t there

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

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

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

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

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate