This is a song about "Compare"

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

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

Comparing to those who compare me to ignorance

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

Ill punch them in the face until my fist hurts, your beauty is beyond compare

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there

There isn't many things i can show to compare

No medal here, i'm well aware

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

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

Compare me too that bastard pot head

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

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

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

Keanu reeves, they tell me i’m the one

Try compare weed to heroine