This is a song about "Degree"

Luckily i'm a master of dispatchin', got a "send them to the pound" degree

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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

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

Iller than hundred n eight degree fever ripping emcees liver

And if they all in your business then you don't need a twitter

The furnace be permanently burning g's to the 3rd degree

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really

I'll have u decoded to the lowest degree,

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

Just the way he likes embarrassing people with no degree

My game cold, one degree

Let me rideuntil i get free

But not to get to college degree or go staying in school,

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule