This is a song about "Answer"

I sent god the message now im waiting for the answer

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Haha im twisted aint i incase ya waiting for an answer

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

But when i call i get no answer,

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

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

Don't be the problem be the answer

That damier bag i bought her

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

Hope he survives it i'm waiting for the answer

To you niggas biting my flows and my subject matter

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

Wolf gang be on that wrist split splatter

Oh lord give me a purposeful answer