This is a song about "Get on my level"

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Higher than everest on dro, that's my skill level at rapping

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

Stuck on stupid all you boyz aint on my level you've been executed my flow got you wounded

Thoughts are crazy on a level never settled in my conscience

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Theyre lacking not on my level nope nobodys matching

If i didn't, i guess i'm a cool cocaine connect

Bitch you aint on ma level your below my belt

When it's repping time, i get on extra grind

On another level shit, elevator to my mind

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

Y'all can't stand up on my level, can't reach my lyrical skill,

I’m here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil

You irish cocky bitch you're on my-ish level but you rebel