This is a song about "Compare"

Using similes to compare my metaphors

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

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

There isn't many things i can show to compare

Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear

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

But nothing's going to compare to the sacrifices that he'll make.

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

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

Ass-clappin' standing on applauding the effort

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

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

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

I'm clearly in a different tax bracket now, dog