This is a song about "The answer"

But five years from now i bet she see

Really, the answer is oh so easy

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

I'm the answer to every question, pass cancer,

Guess i know the answer so who the fuck i'm trolling

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Don't be the problem be the answer

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

He didn't answer back but he bled all on the floor

I'm the answer like four

She leave her hair on the floor

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Again the questions i cannot answer,

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

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her