This is a song about "Exist"

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

So the fuckin' school suggested me a therapist

I get rid of any reasons to exist, starts pissed

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

I can always go home and look down my street

Only reason you exist bitch i need food to eat

They get one season poppin', at least he's being honest

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

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

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

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

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

I exist in-between a circle of moments,