This is a song about "Exist"

You would have never exist, people walking past your grave,

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

Sorry bitch this is my world where time doesnt exist

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

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

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

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts,

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

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

Suck her neck before i eat her like she's breakfast

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

Extermination you don’t exist

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift