This is a song about "Exist"

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

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

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

Graffiti exist everywhere in my hoods placement,projects made to be

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

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

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

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

Living in a box full of cuyahoga booze, and listen

No more does he exist, all are missing,

Polo purple like the dope i'm hitting

I exist in-between a circle of moments,

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

Only reason you exist bitch i need food to eat