This is a song about "Exist"

And now i'm at the crib all alone damn i miss you

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

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

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

I decided my pride is just why i resist

Fuck it, there's no reason for this 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,

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

So the fuckin' school suggested me a therapist

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

Ive been to hell and back twice, luck doesnt exist whenever i roll the dice

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies