This is a song about "Exist"

I decided my pride is just why i resist

And the happy ones that will one day cease to exist.

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

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

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

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

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

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

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

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

You know i stick to the script

Wont quit bitch till gays cease to exist