This is a song about "Degree"

Shawty stay up in philly, shawty was hella pretty

Just the way he likes embarrassing people with no degree

Iller than hundred n eight degree fever ripping emcees liver

And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror

This anxiety is burning me to the thousandth degree,

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Fuck it bouta hit em' with the third degree

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

I'll have u decoded to the lowest degree,

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

And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool

But not to get to college degree or go staying in school,

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

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

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back