This is a song about "Madden 15"

I’m here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil

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

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Instant, spontaneous combustion of your security

Receiving cardiopulmonary resuscitation

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block

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

Spiritual, fool's gold

But for long time i had gone cold

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Impending sickness, my destinations the infirmary

A girl 15, lets call her christine

Be the king, that was part of my dream