This is a song about "Demand"

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places

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

Looking like the demand

That we can't forget the past

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

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

Like a monica skinded with a madonna spirit

Somebody tutor me i god damn demand it,

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

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

Then kick the door in to demand the misguided

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit

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

Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry

I demand to be acknowledged,

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