This is a song about "Exist"

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

How can it exist? poverty; in my life

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,

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

I decided my pride is just why i resist

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

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

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

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

This ain't a trick bitch cause i'm the realist there is, to ever fuckin exist