This is a song about "Answer"

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

Ma answer is simply fuck u,

Then the stars don't even matter

Could prepare me for the answer

I sent god the message now im waiting for the answer

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

Ain't nothin funny, fuck a joke

Here's the answer and the antidote:

My records sell, yes sir

Hopin for an answer

Huh, i can't interpret her

Don't be the problem be the answer

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

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

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

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her