This is a song about "Answer"

Gold bottles, lot of bitches

Now would you kindly answer this

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

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

That's a t-rex in a v-neck for the rapture

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

If its not couture, i will not go to her

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

And i need you to show me love

Don’t answer about your problems

Don't be the problem be the answer

I thought i recognized her

The ice ain't really nothing to her

I know i don't matter, wont know the answer

But when i call i get no answer,

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her