This is a song about "No first degree"

I,the first layer of self esteem. and there ain't no prayer to make it clean.

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

She tried to flee, to a certain degree

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

First time to lose in a wide margin, from my penetration he's no longer a virgin

Ill leave ya with a burn thats third degree

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Wordplay for days, smoking haze for days

This ain't no race but his first place

I'm an overachiever, so how about i start a team of leaders

No dipping wrapping up evil first, real spitta is it a gift or a curse

Prolly cause them niggas wasn't near me, clearly

Get off rap pad and get a degree

I have no killer degree, cause

And when this beat drops, your heart stops