This is a song about "Compare"

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

I agree that it's wrong to compare different struggles,

Pluck ya ace, take ya girl, fuck her face

To compare me with him is like nike to jays

Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top

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

Octopussy special effect the wet bitches be banging

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

Air in the arteries doesn't compare to the snobbery

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

It still wouldn't compare to laughing heartily in ghetto poverty

God mc oh my god you gotta see

No one can compare to what you mean to me

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