This is a song about "Answer"

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

Hate the party scene but hardly means church is the answer

You’ll never be me partner so it don’t fucking matter

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

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

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

I’m callin’ on you ’cause i can’t do it myself

Monster or man the answer is in itself,

I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper

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

There's crack, there's crack

Can you answer back, answer back

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

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Hope he survives it i'm waiting for the answer

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her