This is a song about "Supply amd demand"

Then kick the door in to demand the misguided

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Hitchhike on the side of yje road amd and act real hospitable

Stepdad supply the weed, he the giver

Just so happens mine they prefer

So much dough i supply the bakery

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Looking like the demand

I start to think it's all planned

And i'm just being honest

I demand to be acknowledged,

I'm losing supply up on high that no lie and i'ma bout to apply for my old guy

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

We supply the weapons 3rd world cops are taking shots with,

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