This is a song about "Exist"

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist

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

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

I'mma sip moscato and you gon' lose them pants

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

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

Wont quit bitch till gays cease to exist

Money is most of y'all interest

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

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

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

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

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first

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