This is a song about "Exist"

No more does he exist, all are missing,

My sister and them, all my niggas listening

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

I exist in-between a circle of moments,

Only reason you exist bitch i need food to eat

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

A shame i gotta put up with her shit just to get you

Don't believe it's true? good cannot exist without the evil too

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

How can it exist? poverty; in my life

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

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

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

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

Wont quit bitch till gays cease to exist