This is a song about "Compare"

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

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

Stacey dash type, i'm cheatin' and they clueless

No wonder you think you might compare cus,

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

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

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

Only devil's knew i'm failing to compare

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

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

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

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

Air in the arteries doesn't compare to the snobbery

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Using similes to compare my metaphors

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course