Intro

Let me let you know I got you on my fucking mind
Dropping left and right I guess you could call this a grind
Don't ask how I'm doing 'cause I think I'm doing fine
Take another shot and hope that it'll get me signed

I don't really care too much
I just think I'm out of touch
Just when something seems so clutch
Life's a bitch and karma sucks
Got a toupee head of USA
I don't even know what else to say

Are you satisfied yet?
Are you satisfied yet?
Are you satisfied yet?
Are you satisfied yet?

Let me spit this out and tell you one more fucking time
No one's quite the same as they would like to be defined
Tell that to the guy who thought that this would be a crime
Dreamt about the future and I haven't hit my prime

I can never give it up
Doing good but not enough
Tried my best to make it far
Got to buy my mom a car
In between us was a picket fence
Tore it down 'cause it was common sense

Are you satisfied yet?
Are you satisfied yet?
Are you satisfied yet?
Are you satisfied yet?