This is a song about "Fifa 15"

How beautiful are thou, africa

Has shes been tryin to lose weight on fifa?

What, i'm 15 so you thought i wouldn't understand this?

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

.4’s for 15, yea my niggas we be taxing a lot

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

Dismissing the hissing, misgiving, fucking criticism

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Unnecessary violence just wildin for attention

See, there's a war going on and i'm the general

When all i wanna do is show im a 15 yr old rebel

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

I'm only 15, how the fuck i make this life work.

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Impending sickness, my destinations the infirmary