This is a song about "Answer"

Could prepare me for the answer

I got something you've been waiting for

I'm the answer like four

Not relying on the light no more

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

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Ma answer is simply fuck u,

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

I know i don't matter, wont know the answer

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

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

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

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

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

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir