This is a song about "Degree maps"

My game cold, one degree

While i'm making history

Just the way he likes embarrassing people with no degree

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

Right flows down and they might go nice

I receive the degree to my relief

On they twitter writing novels, see

Fuck it bouta hit em' with the third degree

No associates degree but i know about philosophy,

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

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

This anxiety is burning me to the thousandth degree,

Leave you lost in this jungle giving none of you maps

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

New batch to patch, back to making maps