This is a song about "I spit flames"

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

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

But now i see myself on stage,spitting like its fire leaving the mic in flames

Cause i'm not about to sell me soul to live life moving like license plates

She say she want a diamond, lisa raye welcome to the player's club

You bark so i'ma spark theses game up so i can get these flames up

I flow cold but my aura brings flames when i spit on this beat i rip spines

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

Flames in my head but it doesn't matter cuz i feel free

I train in spittin flames,

One verse is all it takes

I like my girls skinny with brains

I spark massive flames,harmfull pains,

Because im remakeing these verses i spit,

I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism west shit