This is a song about "Compare"

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

So take the stage just show me what you got

Air in the arteries doesn't compare to the snobbery

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

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

No one can compare to what you mean to me

Where you belong with your family

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

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

There isn't many things i can show to compare

Runnin' this bitch like i do not care

You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair

Only devil's knew i'm failing to compare

Baby, just come close, let me play in your hair

No one can compare to the feelings and the love we share