This is a song about "Exist"

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

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

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

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

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

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

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

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face

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

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

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants