This is a song about "Answers"

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

Packing a gun to punk you whackest of bums with no answers for son

Get on my knees for answers on how to redeem this planet//

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

A canvas that answers that i can't get enough of you/

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

I got soul, there's more in store

A man around 40, he answers the door,

Lost in the lack of appropriate answers to my many simple questions,

Methods going to the edges, it's all in me like infections (infections)

When they ask my answers always it was the cat

I'm tyler, mr. green hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap

I know that my answers are weird, i'm aware,

Please, just peep the crystal method where

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

Always simplifying the answers