This is a song about "Answer"

Lifestyles of the young and the broke

Here's the answer and the antidote:

I never use a fork i always spoon her

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

I searched and i searched but i never found the answer

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

I never answer questions

I was playing with guns

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

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

Don’t answer about your problems

On the slow jam of love

I know i don't matter, wont know the answer

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Again the questions i cannot answer,

"contemplate", i wrote about her