This is a song about "Excess demand"

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

You live life in excess, admit it, you're in it to win it,

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

Revelations say you either fry or fly

Somebody tutor me i god damn demand it,

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

Don't give me any crap talk, there's a lot in excess, might just move west

You was bigger than an artist

I demand to be acknowledged,

Then kick the door in to demand the misguided

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

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

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

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