This is a song about "Demand"

I just don't understand, even as we demand

K'naan and wale got money in the bank

And i'm just being honest

I demand to be acknowledged,

Somebody tutor me i god damn demand it,

Now this shit is turning to a habit

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

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die

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

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his

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

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

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

Someone gotta be telling someone somebody is tripping

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