This is a song about "Compare"

Using similes to compare my metaphors

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Comparing to those who compare me to ignorance

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

Only devil's knew i'm failing to compare

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

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Put it on everything, history i'mma make

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

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

Compare me too that bastard pot head

You already know you're dead

Nobody can compare to this

I'm a magician so please focus