And then along came the wrong man for her
Hope he survives it i'm waiting for the answer
And there's little to be glad for
In my life that i couldn't answer
Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir
Millions of questions inside my head but i found no answer,
And if you think your grade is a its the wrong answer
I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her
I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper
Will protect you even, if its not the right answer,
I pipe in and one night her
Don't be the problem be the answer
And i just want to hold her
Hopin for an answer
He cried and beg for help, but no one would answer.
Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her
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