This is a song about "Answer"

Again the questions i cannot answer,

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

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

I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper

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

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

What the bloodclot, tommy frazier fuck yourself

Monster or man the answer is in itself,

Baby, you know who you are

Don't be the problem be the answer

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

I searched and i searched but i never found the answer

I was playing with guns

I never answer questions

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

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her