This is a song about "Compare"

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

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

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

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

No one can compare to what you mean to me

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

Words don't compare to the feelings we feel inside.

And you wonder why niggas keep the gun tucked

New is new, don't compare to the precedent/

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

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

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

But i know freedom will ring so listen its hard to compare

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

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