This is a song about "Exist"

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

Wont quit bitch till gays cease to exist

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

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

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

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

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

Where people run on the scene and people don't see your vision

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

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

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

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

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

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