This is a song about "Price and demand"

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

I'm your favorite rapper, fan, it's an honor to shake my hand

Enforce, i'm elegant and

Looking like the demand

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

Mr. world please tell me the price to pay live precise and great

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

Once i've killed you i hope the devil fucks you in the afterlife and that's the price

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

In him my price is paid!

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

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

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

He rolled the dice and payed the price an evil soul he was not nice

Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise