This is a song about "Demand"

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

That this shit i apply, proves that rap's demand is high/

Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways

Demand he send me back just so i can shit on your face,

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

Looking like the demand

You know i stick to the script

I demand to be acknowledged,

I demand respect boy or girl ill force there head right so its twisting

Listen, uno papi chulo bout to show you what you been missing

See these little niggas rappin' to rap, man i just happen to rap

I demand a refund and my raps make you stunned because you crap

Forreal i'm aggravated that gon' abandon this shit

Then kick the door in to demand the misguided

Tell em we'll never be but they settle for side bitches

President like "i demand that, and i demand this!"