This is a song about "Answer"

Welcome to hell, niggasi rock bad bitches

Now would you kindly answer this

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

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

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

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

Could prepare me for the answer

I said i'm hurting her

Hopin for an answer

Took the van, went snatch her

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Greetings says chandler. bitch you better answer.

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

To you niggas biting my flows and my subject matter

Don’t answer about your problems

She can make a pimp fall in love