This is a song about "Asking god for an answer"

I just want an answer, am i really like cancer?

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

At an extremly alarming rate

An answer i evade, a fear to fade

Hopin for an answer

But that's what he liked her

I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer

No, i'm not taking "no" for an answer anymore

Hope he survives it i'm waiting for the answer

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

Wolf gang pete and gon' live, running outta time

You asking for shine, claiming you packin' a nine

I never quit it, the youngest one of my mother's children

Now i'm not asking for there to be no racism