This is a song about "Degree"

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

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

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

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

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

Get their degree and become something great, does all right

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

No associates degree but i know about philosophy,

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

Just the way he likes embarrassing people with no degree

Fuck it bouta hit em' with the third degree

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

College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

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

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city