This is a song about "Level my path"

Kirko paint her walls

As my blood level falls

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

My path of destruction leaves disaster like al pacino,

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

Gone head an get on my level

I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential

You ain't testin me or next to even close to my level.

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Disrespect him in my mind for the path he chose,

Will walking on my heart, wish you was still there

To my level of hell, this california hotel,

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

I'm second-guessing my level of malevolent presence.

I'm the trill og and i be out here on the grind

On another level shit, elevator to my mind