This is a song about "Exist"

Wont quit bitch till gays cease to exist

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

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

How can it exist? poverty; in my life

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

I pray that that's me, but i gotta be honest

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

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

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

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

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

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

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink