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

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

Sorry bitch this is my world where time doesnt exist

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

I know it's hard but who does god choose to go through it worst

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

At least that's what they think, don't blink or ya might miss the reason you exist

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

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

I wish it wouldn't exist, the family always pissed

So the fuckin' school suggested me a therapist

So the right to have these women, i'm entitled to their interest

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

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

Cause when i'm broke i got no time for the fellas. listen