This is a song about "Degree"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Yo you know my flow is so much colder like it's one degree

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Third degree, hurrying currency urgently

Iller than hundred n eight degree fever ripping emcees liver

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

A degree in cs to this gentleman you see

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

Just the way he likes embarrassing people with no degree

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Fuck it bouta hit em' with the third degree

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

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

I receive the degree to my relief

Not likely like stay long please