HighDemand.

I'm on high demand I'm on high demand
Gotta becky lynch the people show them I'm the man
The man with a plan, I'm on high demand

Righteous anger, the same anger Jesus Had
Strike you down like Jesus Dad
My son like Jesus dad, I cant help but laugh
When enemies try to engage me
I'm already married to the chaos
Been in the game and I might just get a play off
Either its my way or its way off
Diddy shoulder shimmy through hell's fire
Watch Me Harlem shake the flames off
My soul died momentarily dog
But then I Buried it in pet cemetery dog
Didnt come back the same
Returned with Different visions, everything looking different
Everybody just listen, I grew up and mobb deep
Raised havoc, my young dunnys said I was a Prodigy RIP
Its like I have a New life like its its my birth day
Its New Day... yes it is...

I'm on high demand I'm on high demand
Gotta becky lynch the people show them I'm the man
The man with a plan, I'm on high demand

King Summers, 1st of his name
This crown fits its host
Start cappin, I snap back like thanos
Picture me rolling no kodak moment
Disrespect your hustle like a Kodak moment
Life vivid like rick ross descriptions
Red and blue pills I keep mixing prescriptions
Dreams and reality I keep mixing addictions
I see death up in my distance but I keep my distance
But I'm thinking I'm back at it, John Wick it
Black out like redacted, flow wicked
Put fire to it, Marc Ifrit,
This that feelin when they killed Krillin
Aiming for the stars, my trigger finger itchin
Could write a book about how I switched positions
No Kama sutura, just Summers on a mission
I does this in my sleep while you sleeping on the kid and
We both dreamin, who we kiddin
Wake up, my sons out
Thank God for no clout, I pray for many that still doubt
My name, you know the vibe
Its my time, summer time
You ain't know, I'm a hall of famer, All timer
I'm not a one liner, more like clothesliner

I'm on high demand I'm on high demand
Gotta becky lynch the people show them I'm the man
The man with a plan, I'm on high demand