This is a song about "Exist"

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

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

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

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

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

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

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

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

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

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

If you feel it, it must be real just

Extermination you don’t exist

How can it exist? poverty; in my life

Bring the battering ram where you live

I get rid of any reasons to exist, starts pissed

Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest