This is a song about "Compare"

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

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

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there

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

Shall i compare thee to a summer's day?

End these weak niggas like a mofuckin' friday

If people compare it to water they would say it was raining

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

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

Baby, just come close, let me play in your hair

There isn't many things i can show to compare

And got her room number, you can find me there

Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take

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

And please never disrespect my set

Compare me too that bastard pot head