This is a song about "Compare"

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

It still wouldn't compare to laughing heartily in ghetto poverty

Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

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

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

I'm singin poems for supporters of my songs

Using similes to compare my metaphors

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

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

No wonder you think you might compare cus,

Cause my thing something vicious

But nothing's going to compare to the sacrifices that he'll make.

We'd have you fallin' and now you scrapin' from that kemba shake

Don't compare me to you, one stop pop shop

Pork on the fork, white in the pot