This is a song about "Exist"

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

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

Maybe if we all had that there wouldn't exist crime for the million

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

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

Only reason you exist bitch i need food to eat

My whole fucking life gone in the mist stripped, the whole time god didnt exist

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

A head without single faces, i don't exist in your world.

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

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