This is a song about "Answer machine"

People don't condone what they've never seen

Your going against the mean killing machine

In my life that i couldn't answer

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

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Don’t answer about your problems

Try to jack and i will attack

Can you answer back, answer back

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

But when i call i get no answer,

I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big

My rhymes are machine guns, semi-automatic

Hopin for an answer

Huh, i can't interpret her

I look into an alley and see the matrix machine

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream