This is a song about "Do the degree"

Ill leave ya with a burn thats third degree

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

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

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

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

No associates degree but i know about philosophy,

Man shut the fuck up, and let me do what i do

Cause i can always see the farthest stars when i'm on you

My game cold, one degree

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Now i can draw your face up pretty

She tried to flee, to a certain degree

I'll have u decoded to the lowest degree,

And all women who had light features, see

Do the math, get the sum

Higher power where these verses from