This is a song about "Compare"

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

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

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

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

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

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

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

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere

No one can compare to what you mean to me

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

So my cup is full, too much pain to fight

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

Comparing to those who compare me to ignorance

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits