Popular Demand Lupe Fiasco

[Intro]
Aww
Shout-out to Push, shout-out to Malice
Fam-Lay, Ab-Liva (Enemy of the State)
Re-Up
Nigga, we up
G's up
Winding it down, but
Yeah

[Verse 1]
It's Hirst verses and Murakami rhyming
All my raps is superflat, all your raps is super wack
Tell him that the future's back, DeLorean rolling down the block
You can call it "shooting craps," and my roof is back
And my wings is up
Kingda Ka without Kahlua
So, you ain't got to pour the king a cup
Young Yakuza, but none of my fingers cut
So I can still sip Red Zinger with my pinkies up
Made man: You can call this "cleaning up"
I'm OCD: I never think it's clean enough
That's what defines me: I never think it's mean enough
Lines deeper than those waiting on a sneaker, cuz
You gon' need two heads like the King of Clubs just to figure out the meaning of
I'm just achieving buzz
So, stay out of son way like you're drinking blood
This is what it feels like to be in love