This is a song about "Levels"

Prick, that's why you choose an pick on low levels like a dick in a pussy that's too loose

Heard this for certain, but i'm working in curtains like surgical surgeons that do lose

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

I see there's levels on this shit, levels on this shit.

Still the pain recites at it's own heights, heard from all levels of the house

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

See there's levels to this game we call life,

But my swank levels wont be fair

Turn around and then you flip your hair

But i guess that shit's just tough love

I'm up several levels

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

This dj ain't got the heart nor spleen to reach levels this extreme,

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Ima pummel you here until you reach new levels of pain