This is a song about "If bubbles were bullets"

What can happen if we all were peaceful?

I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal

Some lyrical bullets,

When you spill out hits

Got on my suede shoes, i'm in a great mood

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

As she goes through the levels

Bubbles and drains, it sucks

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

Blow another ounce as easy as blowing bubbles

By those that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school

If he's going to record, if wants to diss me or if were cool

You can feel it via spirit

If you were next to it,