This is a song about "Bubbles"

Shout out my nigga miles

Bubbles and drains, it sucks

We all have our little bubbles like go get in it whenever there's troubles. yes

I haven't been my self but now my personality is starting to unfold and undress!

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

Blow another ounce as easy as blowing bubbles

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Only in that case can my physique look like stiff bubbles

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Or tryna play around with bubbles and forks

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Chemicals were mixed 'n' formed bubbles in test tube,

A working genius, a work of art

Until all the air bubbles have popped.

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Four in the air for the people stuck in their bubbles