This is a song about "Exist"

Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest

I get rid of any reasons to exist, starts pissed

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

You would have never exist, people walking past your grave,

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

Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen

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

Fuck it, there's no reason for this to exist/

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

Slow sink, can't breath, no remorse, dont think

Sorry bitch this is my world where time doesnt exist

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

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