This is a song about "Bubble guns"

Remember my guns like a mic,

When i was 11 got the toolie thick

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Without the sound of guns

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

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

Just for fun; i'm number one, these other niggas' bubble guts

I know howard that college, but uptown has some problems

That i gained from my couple of days on this bubble

It's only right we lose greatness at its pinnacle

That's nothing nice, living trapped up inside this financial bubble,

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

Guess they ran out of options

You can't evade my guns,

Quotes from wikipedia? hate to burst your bubble,

Of finding myself as an individual