This is a song about "Jackson get off my level"

Not on my level/shown guts

Amen, they say you only live once

Tell them get off my diznick, you bucketheaded bitches

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

If u don't like it get off my shit

Shop at saks fifth like it's a target

Cant get to my level but see that they keep peddling

So now i show you off to the block no fronting

I dont care how low a level i must stoop to get you stupid on my own level

So stop worrying about me and sympathize with the instrumental/

I needed to get this off my chest

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

But ima just shrug it off,you aint on my level you dont even come to my knees

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Dammit he's back to get smacked off my track,