This is a song about "Answer"

Greetings says chandler. bitch you better answer.

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

And served it to the public on a silver platter

Hope he survives it i'm waiting for the answer

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

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

Not even on the distance factor chicks who pick the rapper

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

Can you answer back, answer back

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Could prepare me for the answer

But when i call i get no answer,

That's a t-rex in a v-neck for the rapture

I got that vicious flow, moncler winter coat

Here's the answer and the antidote: