This is a song about "Exist"

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

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

I don't wanna ever come down off this cloud of lovin' you

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

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

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

Sorry bitch this is my world where time doesnt exist

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

And now i'm at the crib all alone damn i miss you

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

She woke up naked and then cooked both of us breakfast

I get rid of any reasons to exist, starts pissed

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

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth