This is a song about "Banff forest fire"

You gon' tip her

My flow is pure fire

Your on fire.. your on fire

And there's little to be glad for

What's with all this fire,

Rap hero but wasn't nicer, prior

Well we start the fire

I said i'm hurting her

Smoke the trees like forest fires, they provide a golden fleece,

I swear my peoples keep a strapped like pinky in the movies

Real nigga, that's just how i'm built

Dip tho cause her pussy was a forest

And the games appeal to the struggling youth with no father

I'm a forest walker, foggy talker, cold morning proper

If i'm not mistaken you're supposed to be preventing forest fires

My densest frees are condensed in this verse for the better or worse