This is a song about "Demand"

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

Catch me rolling with kelly or at the hilton with paris

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

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast

I just don't understand, even as we demand

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

Then kick the door in to demand the misguided

Fighting with my weak hand

Looking like the demand

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

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

Cause i been drinkin till the point that i'm a dizzy rap

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

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

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