This is a song about "Exist"

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

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

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist

Metaphors son, i'm guessin you didn't know they exist

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

I exist in-between a circle of moments,

This ain't a trick bitch cause i'm the realist there is, to ever fuckin exist

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

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

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

If god doesn`t exist then who do i pray to

Real recognize real, real women dont know you

Love the game though this is coming from a different place

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

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