This is a song about "Degree"

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

You mothers still in grade school i got a degree

Third degree, hurrying currency urgently

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Yo you know my flow is so much colder like it's one degree

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

No associates degree but i know about philosophy,

And there is no chemistry

My game cold, one degree

Fuck it bouta hit em' with the third degree

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

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

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Iller than hundred n eight degree fever ripping emcees liver