This is a song about "Why you don t answer when i text you"

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

To you niggas biting my flows and my subject matter

It's terminally, permanently, seriously ill

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

You don;t thin anymore

So fuck em' all

Greetings says chandler. bitch you better answer.

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

I couldn't give you a straight answer but i could tell you one thing...

Can't let the government tell me how my future looking

Now would you kindly answer this

I'm a magician so please focus

Can you answer back, answer back

Can't win with a passive attack

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

Cause this is how i feel when i ain’t rappin on the mic you bitch