This is a song about "Answer"

Now the dashboard is wooden from a hard-tangled grammar

Millions of questions inside my head but i found no answer,

Don’t answer about your problems

I think found where your mind was

Said when i do dirt wit her

Hopin for an answer

I got that vicious flow, moncler winter coat

Here's the answer and the antidote:

I never answer questions

Without the sound of guns

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Hope he survives it i'm waiting for the answer

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

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

In my life that i couldn't answer

Regardless to all them, i appease her