This is a song about "Exist"

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

Extermination you don’t exist

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

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

But hey yo look, money from across the street

Only reason you exist bitch i need food to eat

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

But y'all know my story now, and i exist in the facts,

Graffiti exist everywhere in my hoods placement,projects made to be

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

And the happy ones that will one day cease to exist.

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

Sorry bitch this is my world where time doesnt exist

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

If god doesn`t exist then who do i pray to

And if i gotta settle for a piece of you