This is a song about "Answer"

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

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

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Been running around trying find a job

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Oh lord give me a purposeful answer

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

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

But when i call i get no answer,

Haha im twisted aint i incase ya waiting for an answer

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

She gonna dance when that molly through

Ma answer is simply fuck u,

Will protect you even, if its not the right answer,

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her