Never call me common when my sense is on another level rebel with a cause I’m the cause you can call it treble bass up in ya voice when you talking don’t try to mettle all up my business and this is what I wanna settle, I’m gonna win too sick wit the pen each verse ten I spit these gems Im lit to end you want some hope that all depends…ha How I’m feeling what I’m doing when I’m coolin’ keep it moving levels to this life you can see me brewing… Off the rim, rolling in when the space is slim shady friends break or bend faith or fraud sink or swim… Stay in touch I’m off the grid and this is living looking at no boundaries my levels have no algorithm. Level Up, double the time I triple the lines it’s hard to find a flow as dope mine I’m future when they say I’m past the prime must of lost ya mind nah there’s no decline only getting sharper while ya’ll dull and blind ha.