This is a song about "Comparing rocks"

Only out a year, now facing life

He slings rocks, stashes his knife

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Got the beat jumping like hop scotch pussy poppin like pop rocks

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

I aint comparing them cos dis aint my department!

One night, i was selling some rocks

Bitch got all them booty shots

She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally

There's no comparing me, shocking your system like chemotherapy

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

Cookin' in the old pot, turn into the crack rocks,

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Called ignorant and dumb by the rest, when we kick rocks,

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Comparing yourself to big double c is like comparing