This is a song about "Compare"

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

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

You dont compare to me, better be prepared for me,

And all women who had light features, see

Comparing to those who compare me to ignorance

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

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

See, all my life i was raised by a lot of criminals

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

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

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

No one can compare to what you mean to me

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

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

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing