This is a song about "Bubble guns"

But it rose like a bubble, its stands not so humble

If we wasn't so original, then we'd be criminal

Oh boy lo soy, i wanna i wanna stretch the bubble

Just intentions to impress you, if capable

On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop

My life is like a bubble i am ready to pop,

Quotes from wikipedia? hate to burst your bubble,

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

You're sick like the boy in the bubble

And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful

Without the sound of guns

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

See, all my life i was raised by a lot of criminals