This is a song about "Demand"

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

We did it again last king, ymcmbi don't pay for bitches

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

Somebody tutor me i god damn demand it,

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

They got me trapped

Looking like the demand

And things seem to conflict

I demand to be acknowledged,

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

Then kick the door in to demand the misguided

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

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

I just don't understand, even as we demand

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