This is a song about "Degree"

Get off rap pad and get a degree

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

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Third degree, hurrying currency urgently

I'll have u decoded to the lowest degree,

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

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

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

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

You mothers still in grade school i got a degree

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

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

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

Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first

I'mma drop you off home quickly

My game cold, one degree