This is a song about "Degree"

Droppin jackets on the stripper and every single is fifty

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

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

A degree in cs to this gentleman you see

Heard the sound of several gun shots

I have no killer degree, cause

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

But it's my life or your life, and i'mma bomb first

I receive the degree to my relief

These dude don't know me from adam and eve

Once as a slave who imagined being free

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

And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool

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

My game cold, one degree

Lord knows you've been busy