This is a song about "Degrees of separation"

And it's time to make u stand out (separation)

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Or its time for a for a death separation,

A wishing well they throw they chips to in desperation

Heating up, 96 degrees

Tryna kill my dreams

Doobies roll your booty ho alexis know the truthy, bro

Feel the heat and the cold, seventy degrees above and below,

It's a breeze forever minus a hundred degrees

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

Return of the king of flow

And she gives them a blow

Notice everyone's faces as they here this nerd's skills emerge

It calls for separation of the federal state and church,

But hey yo look, money from across the street

A hundred degrees, i dove in and started to eat