This is a song about "Demand"

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

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

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

And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

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

I promise to keep it honest

I demand to be acknowledged,

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

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

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast

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

Somebody tutor me i god damn demand it,

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

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