This is a song about "Degree"

She tried to flee, to a certain degree

And i got a little big, keep it low key

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

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

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

You mothers still in grade school i got a degree

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

A degree in cs to this gentleman you see

I receive the degree to my relief

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

My game cold, one degree

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

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

Once as a slave who imagined being free

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

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