This is a song about "Exist"

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

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

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

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

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants

But y'all know my story now, and i exist in the facts,

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

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink

I get rid of any reasons to exist, starts pissed

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

How can it exist? poverty; in my life

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

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

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

They blast for me and i don't roll with no atheist