This is a song about "Exist"

At least that's what they think, don't blink or ya might miss the reason you exist

So the right to have these women, i'm entitled to their interest

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

Sorry bitch this is my world where time doesnt exist

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

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

So the fuckin' school suggested me a therapist

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

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

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

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

Yeah nigga!ay, but peep how my nigga syke do it to you

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

Wont quit bitch till gays cease to exist

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,