This is a song about "Demand"

Somebody tutor me i god damn demand it,

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit

But you never come when you period is five days

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

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

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

For the one night stand

Looking like the demand

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

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

Then kick the door in to demand the misguided

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

I demand to be acknowledged,

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

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