This is a song about "At my level"

Gone head an get on my level

As i light one for ill will

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

You're at a higher level but i'll steal your place

Callin me out? dood u ain't got my number ur not on my level

Like the olympics these youngins just won another metal

At least i can use my rhymes as a vessel to connect folks on my mental level

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

I am at level 3 so who's got to know,

Look, i lost my nigga over nothing though

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came

'cuz lyrically they ain't on my level, because my level's pain,

He says i'm at level 2 with my rhymes, mister amir, wait for tough times,

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

Only level two, brawling my way upstairs

See my jordans spark, you ain't got no airs