This is a song about "Answer"

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

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

Now would you kindly answer this

Here’s a tissue for you bitches

Nigga don't give a fuck, that's that wolf gang swagger

I sent god the message now im waiting for the answer

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

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Again the questions i cannot answer,

Synthesizer, i'm the mothafucking master

Ya'll wife and white knight her

Hopin for an answer

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

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

I keep a broad beside me while i skate coast

Here's the answer and the antidote: