This is a song about "Calgary flames"

My abuse induces flames, ain't no soothin the burns

Behind the velvet rope, snapping a lot of pictures

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

I spit flames that leave that bitch burnt like toast

Now i'm spitting flames it's an indication

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

But everybody’s self-made carved their own names

You fags think it's all a game, 'til i walk a flock of flames

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

Even though i walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames

Spitting fire bars similar to flames and napalm

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark

Jordans on my feet close to where them flames spark

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Got their claims and fame but were chased by hatred flames