This is a song about "Off ny level"

You're level two i'm level eight we don't equate

I'm a winner, fish in my crib, i got a winter lake

He’s tha only one

Get on my level son

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

Way above there level

Is all good for nobodyremember gamin' on dumb hotties at chill parties

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

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Cause i done pushed my level

As my blood level falls

Huh, a metaphor of course

So pretentious with no potential

Taking the show to the next level