This is a song about "First degree"

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

I receive the degree to my relief

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

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

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Third degree, hurrying currency urgently

But lets put first things first

May not change the world

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

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

You mothers still in grade school i got a degree

Or do it jackass and leave your breath all shitty

No associates degree but i know about philosophy,

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money