This is a song about "Exist"

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

And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision

If god doesn`t exist then who do i pray to

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

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

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

Sorry bitch this is my world where time doesnt exist

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

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

They blast for me and i don't roll with no atheist

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

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