This is a song about "Exist"

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

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

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

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

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

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

Cause you're the star, everybody looking at you

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

It's only fitting cause i'm looking super fly with you

Don't believe it's true? good cannot exist without the evil too

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

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

Wont quit bitch till gays cease to exist

You know i stick to the script