This is a song about "3rd degree burn"

I receive the degree to my relief

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe

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

But knowin you through music is going to change the world

Burn this magget, now that's it

You, you, you have to pay for that

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

Cause they fear me in physical form

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Third degree, hurrying currency urgently

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Just the way he likes embarrassing people with no degree

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

Burn rappers with a third degree... never agreed with the industry

Get off rap pad and get a degree

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see