This is a song about "Degree"

Third degree, hurrying currency urgently

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

The furnace be permanently burning g's to the 3rd degree

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

No associates degree but i know about philosophy,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

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

Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really

This anxiety is burning me to the thousandth degree,

Fuck it bouta hit em' with the third degree

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

Once as a slave who imagined being free

I'll have u decoded to the lowest degree,