LEVELS TO THIS

You think you know the game

But you playing checkers while I’m playing chess

There’s levels to this

Let me educate you

See, there’s levels to this thing that most will never understand

There’s beginner, intermediate, advanced, and where I stand

Is somewhere in the stratosphere beyond your comprehension

Operating on a plane that requires different dimension

Of thinking, of processing, of executing the plan

You still learning how to walk, I’m teaching others how to ran

The marathon of excellence, the journey to the top

You celebrating minor wins, I’m building nonstop

Empire after empire, legacy on legacy

You worried about today, I’m planning seven centuries

Ahead into the future, chess moves while you play checkers

I’m building wealth and wisdom, you collecting simple pleasure

Temporary, fleeting, gone before you blink an eye

I’m constructing monuments that last beyond the sky

There’s levels to this hustle that you haven’t even seen yet

Floors you never knew existed, goals you haven’t dreamed yet

Levels to this, I’m operating way above your ceiling

Levels to this, it’s a completely different feeling

Levels to this, you can’t reach where I’m standing

Levels to this, requires different understanding

Levels to this, I’m playing a different game entirely

Levels to this, elevated perspective I see clearly

You think you doing big things, that’s cute, that’s level one

I’m on level ninety-nine, still climbing, never done

Ascending to new heights that require oxygen tanks

You drowning in the shallow end, I’m swimming with the sharks

In deep water where only the elite survive and thrive

You memorizing basics, I’m teaching how to stay alive

In environments that crush the weak, that separate the real

From the pretenders, from the posers who just cop a feel

Of success but never own it, never truly understand

The sacrifice, the discipline, the master craftsman’s hand

That shapes reality from vision, that molds dreams into fact

You still talking about doing, I’m showing proven track

Record of accomplishment, of execution at the peak

Of human capability, I’m fluent, you still speak

In broken sentences of effort, I’m writing paragraphs of proof

There’s levels to this excellence, I’m standing on the roof

Ground floor to penthouse, basement to the peak

Novice to the master, timid to the beast

There’s levels in between that most will never climb

I’m at the top looking down, it’s a matter of time

You can study what I do

You can try to replicate the moves

But there’s levels to this understanding

That only come with paying dues

I paid mine, I’m elevated

You still got levels to go

This ain’t arrogance, it’s awareness

Of the levels I know