This is a song about "Exist"

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

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

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

We are the hope of the culture, they supposed to listen

I ain’t saying that i’m finished

Extermination you don’t exist

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

I get rid of any reasons to exist, starts pissed

My whole fucking life gone in the mist stripped, the whole time god didnt exist

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

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

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

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