This is a song about "Exist"

Lay down, relax, climax, let me bite you

If god doesn`t exist then who do i pray to

Wont quit bitch till gays cease to exist

And you could find interest

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

Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first

Sorry bitch this is my world where time doesnt exist

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

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

This ain't a trick bitch cause i'm the realist there is, to ever fuckin exist

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'll show you there's a few good left that exist

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