This is a song about "Popular demand"

And take ya'll supper

Why cant i be popular

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

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Looking like the demand

Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand

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

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

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

And i'm just being honest

I demand to be acknowledged,

Then kick the door in to demand the misguided

You're very attractive, and notice that