This is a song about "3rd degree burn"

Who can only stand new hip-hop to a tolerable degree

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

No associates degree but i know about philosophy,

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

Could make the eyes of the blind perform

Third degree, hurrying currency urgently

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

I receive the degree to my relief

I'm everything that they call nice

Get off rap pad and get a degree

I just want somebody i can see

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

And they can't get a job, 'cause they missing the degree

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

--to the m'th degree you get more accuracy,