This is a song about "Compare"

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

No one can compare to what you mean to me

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

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

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

To compare me with him is like nike to jays

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

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

So, i just need someone to talk to, kinda rushed

I want to fight the music on this one

Try compare weed to heroine

Compare me too that bastard pot head

Now i don’t know if you was trying to check

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

But it don't matter i'm a cool shot