This is a song about "Demand"

I'm a form a petition, someone gotta be listening

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

Hotel suite, room keys is a gift

I demand to be acknowledged,

Just think of all the people that you knew in the past

I just don't understand, even as we demand

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

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

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

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

Then kick the door in to demand the misguided

I start to think it's all planned

Looking like the demand

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

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses