And i won't be lyin' when i say i’m a sick rapper
Millions of questions inside my head but i found no answer,
Will protect you even, if its not the right answer,
It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for
Not even on the distance factor chicks who pick the rapper
Hate the party scene but hardly means church is the answer
I'm the answer like four
Summer time, different shore
But when i call i get no answer,
Of impactful things one can ask for
Here's the answer and the antidote:
Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke
To heaven's door -- shed so many tears
Monster or man the answer is in itself,
Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her
I know i don't matter, wont know the answer
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