This is a song about "Answer"

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Oh lord give me a purposeful answer

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

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

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

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

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

Could prepare me for the answer

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

I searched and i searched but i never found the answer

You’ll never be me partner so it don’t fucking matter

Hate the party scene but hardly means church is the answer

Hope he survives it i'm waiting for the answer

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

In my life that i couldn't answer

That i will leave earth with her