This is a song about "Degree"

For my cs degree, at 2 am or something like that.

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

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

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

She tried to flee, to a certain degree

But times i'm so serious you think i'm silly

I show her off, i stunt with her, we do it sweet, they look bitter

Iller than hundred n eight degree fever ripping emcees liver

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Just the way he likes embarrassing people with no degree

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

Especially one to that degree of savagery.

The good kid from the ugly city

Fuck it bouta hit em' with the third degree

I'll have u decoded to the lowest degree,

Now i know a lotta styles, some see