This is a song about "Calgary flames"

You're my favorite show, any chance i get i try to watch

Demon spittin fire in your face with these flames that scorch

Spitting fire bars similar to flames and napalm

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

Call me bobby ray, but it’s not two names

Sorry shakie but i run from flames

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

I'm passing flames walking on ma feet

And burst in a ball of flames

Blow trees like a hurricane

I keep a broad beside me while i skate coast

I spit flames that leave that bitch burnt like toast

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

Break away we’re still slaves to the game scorching in flames,

Spitting lyrical flames, that'll leave you critical

This is the shit that is makin' me cynical