This is a song about "Exist"

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

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

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

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

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

Slow sink, can't breath, no remorse, dont think

Wont quit bitch till gays cease to exist

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

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

Fuck it, there's no reason for this to exist/

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

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

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first

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