This is a song about "Compare"

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

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Nobody can compare to this

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

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

Compare me too that bastard pot head

Wait, you wanna fuckin' drown? go ahead

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

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

I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard

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

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

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

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

So we argue and play fight, all day and night