This is a song about "Answer"

Hopin for an answer

And i ain't frontin for her

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

I get it crackin' like the lips of a nigger, actor

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

I sent god the message now im waiting for the answer

Hope he survives it i'm waiting for the answer

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

I searched and i searched but i never found the answer

And served it to the public on a silver platter

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

But when i call i get no answer,

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

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

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

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