This is a song about "Level my path"

I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental

So far, there's nobody thats even close to my level

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

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Lady at the frank stand will

Gone head an get on my level

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Yeezy and them, they can stand on my level,

You gotta long way to go before you get to my level

They say to get a hundred mill you must become the devil

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Disrespect him in my mind for the path he chose,

Level eleven, my raps from heaven

Top ranked, number one my son

I sell hot peas and butter, don't want to see you suffer

Through my path, i'll wander/wanda. i could use a fairy mother