This is a song about "Exist"

Ive been to hell and back twice, luck doesnt exist whenever i roll the dice

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Sorry bitch this is my world where time doesnt exist

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

Picture me lettin this chump survive

How can it exist? poverty; in my life

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

You would have never exist, people walking past your grave,

I am only a man and i don't know what to think

Metaphors son, i'm guessin you didn't know they exist

This ain't a trick bitch cause i'm the realist there is, to ever fuckin exist

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink

I exist in-between a circle of moments,

Together all the timethought it was true love

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Darkness doesn't exist without light, but if i'm evil, its questionable.