This is a song about "Compare"

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

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

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

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Using similes to compare my metaphors

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Dont compare urself with em... u aint got that mod!

Turn 'em off! time to set it off, get you wet and soft

Shall i compare thee to a summer's day?

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

Air in the arteries doesn't compare to the snobbery

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

It's a battlejust for tha big money

No one can compare to what you mean to me

No wonder you think you might compare cus,

Black jesus!searchin for black jesus