This is a song about "Answer"

But when i call i get no answer,

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

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

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Go to school today, tomorrow, the day after

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

Hate the party scene but hardly means church is the answer

Money got me sagging, it really doesn't matter

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

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

I searched and i searched but i never found the answer

Now would you kindly answer this

Shopping i’ll be in paris

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

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her