This is a song about "Demand"

And stood up again, never been the one to bend to another's demand.

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

I'll show you where my rare essence is at, the adolescence of rap

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

Looking like the demand

And bijies like im out and

I can make the clouds jealous nigga i am that fly

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

Somebody tutor me i god damn demand it,

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

Was just such a fufilling feeling, we stuck in the building

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

I demand to be acknowledged,

And things seem to conflict

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

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace