This is a song about "Don t compare me"

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

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Comparing to those who compare me to ignorance

Vomited on this teacher's t shirt, he asked me to leave

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies

Super chill, some call me t-frozen, and if theres weed around i gotta

She say this shit for college, i told her drop her a prada

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

To make karma come faster than she normally will

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

Don' try to diss me or i'll hurt ya.

Beautiful are thou, africa

Im seated by the floor

You don;t thin anymore