This is a song about "Exist"

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

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

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

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

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

Only reason you exist bitch i need food to eat

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

Sorry bitch this is my world where time doesnt exist

I decided my pride is just why i resist

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

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

I get rid of any reasons to exist, starts pissed

Every day's harder, ain't nothin here promised

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