This is a song about "Exist"

Extermination you don’t exist

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

Wont quit bitch till gays cease to exist

You know i stick to the script

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

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

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

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

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

Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen

Maybe if we all had that there wouldn't exist crime for the million

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

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see