This is a song about "Answer"

It's moe, all i need is more chips

I never answer questions

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

Here's the answer and the antidote:

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

Cause either you gonna whine or you climb; i chose the latter

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

And fiendin' for my mercedessuckers scatter

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Again the questions i cannot answer,

Hope he survives it i'm waiting for the answer

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

I searched and i searched but i never found the answer

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

In my life that i couldn't answer