This is a song about "Compare"

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

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

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

Only devil's knew i'm failing to compare

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

Comparing to those who compare me to ignorance

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

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

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

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop

I need money in a major way

Shall i compare thee to a summer's day?

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