This is a song about "Answer"

But you died of cancer. sometimes i call you, hoping you'll answer.

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

That i will leave earth with her

But when i call i get no answer,

And i won't be lyin' when i say i’m a sick rapper

Millions of questions inside my head but i found no answer,

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

He cried and beg for help, but no one would answer.

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

And if you think your grade is a its the wrong answer

We gotta search our soul to find out, what we're after

And if you think your grade is a its the wrong answer

Can you answer back, answer back

The third one is mixed, white and black

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Will protect you even, if its not the right answer,