This is a song about "Exist"

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

And you could find interest

Wont quit bitch till gays cease to exist

I exist in-between a circle of moments,

That scary love, never get married love

My rap isn't fast but i have been the coldest

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

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

He the rebel, i'm the daughter waitin' for you

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

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

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

Nigga there is a difference between bitches and real women

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

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