This is a song about "Exist"

Only reason you exist bitch i need food to eat

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

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

I decided my pride is just why i resist

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

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first

A head without single faces, i don't exist in your world.

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

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

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

If you think you can spit then i am the fuckin' dentist

I get rid of any reasons to exist, starts pissed