This is a song about "Compare"

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

Only devil's knew i'm failing to compare

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

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

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

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

Compare me too that bastard pot head

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

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

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

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

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

Tie titanium around their neck and watch em panic

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

Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered