This is a song about "3rd declension"

Like true lovers caught lost in the summer, 3rd degree sunburned

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

3rd degree no not masonry, its a bloody murder scene,

We supply the weapons 3rd world cops are taking shots with,

Better yet a genie baby make ya first wish

Children in 3rd world countries dying from a lack of medical tools//

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

In front of your mom your 1st, 2nd and 3rd born.

That's why i shed light on the dark i come form

Popping something thats forbidden and every single fifty

The furnace be permanently burning g's to the 3rd degree

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Get to her place 901 3rd street get out my ride and knock on her front door,