This is a song about "Exist"

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

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

They blast for me and i don't roll with no atheist

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

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

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

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

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

How can it exist? poverty; in my life

Call the network dipset family ties

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

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

I pray that that's me, but i gotta be honest

I get rid of any reasons to exist, starts pissed

No more does he exist, all are missing,

That's why i'm shaking my head when you rap dissing