This is a song about "Compare"

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Air in the arteries doesn't compare to the snobbery

Shall i compare thee to a summer's day?

When i step off the curb, then, they on they way

How they got these niggas on the tv selling miracles

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

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

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Seldomly blasting i would stomp him without asking

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

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

If people compare it to water they would say it was raining

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

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

Compare me too that bastard pot head

That i just haven't came up with a name yet