This is a song about "Satisfaction"

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit

I needed satisfaction for once before i close my casket and find love and don't pass it

But above all it seems that i can't get no satisfaction

That's what i'm screamin when these money hungy cops be chasin

Upperclassman will not come close to capture my satisfaction,

This is my passion, i'm out atlanta, smashing some action

Im wondering now why i gave gold the satisfaction

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Need some weed and acid for your satisfaction

First sceneproducers pointin' like action

And i get so fucking much satisfaction

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win