This is a song about "Answer"

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

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Ma answer is simply fuck u,

It's really not an issue

And then along came the wrong man for her

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

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Hope he survives it i'm waiting for the answer

But when i call i get no answer,

And there's little to be glad for

Yeah, they call me country grammar

Again the questions i cannot answer,

I never answer questions

She likes the way it hits her lips

Hopin for an answer

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her