This is a song about "Degree"

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

3rd degree no not masonry, its a bloody murder scene,

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

I receive the degree to my relief

Iller than hundred n eight degree fever ripping emcees liver

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

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

The straight life's like a sedative, everything's cool

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

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

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

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

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

Third degree, hurrying currency urgently

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

I'll have u decoded to the lowest degree,