This is a song about "First degree"

She tried to flee, to a certain degree

When you wipe your eyes see it clearly

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

I can’t promise this verse will be better than the first

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

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

I have no killer degree, cause

The you should look up in the stars

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

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

This anxiety is burning me to the thousandth degree,

No associates degree but i know about philosophy,

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

My game cold, one degree

Bitch, they call it motor city