This is a song about "Degree"

College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Luckily i'm a master of dispatchin', got a "send them to the pound" degree

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

But it's my life or your life, and i'mma bomb first

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

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Iller than hundred n eight degree fever ripping emcees liver

But five years from now i bet she see

She tried to flee, to a certain degree

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

I have no killer degree, cause

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

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

On they twitter writing novels, see

Get off rap pad and get a degree