This is a song about "Your life compared to mine"

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

I've come here to end your life

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

And look at your edition compared to its definition,

But i'm broke as fuck too bitch, we on the same boat

Compared to my rap you sound like your gonna choke

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Even though,its nothing compared to your mommy,

Went and bought two sixty twos, at the same damn time

Competition is life, ain't no repetition in mine

Droppin rhymes in order to keep your pedestal lower than mine

Blowing bands in that strip club, count it up in your down time

You're flow's like, eehhh, compared to mine it's like garbage

I'm just trying to find a chick that's flier than my prior bitch

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

Compared to anyones rap looks like you slacked,