i live inside a bubble, fly with me into this bubble
life used to be a hustle, but it ain't anymore
gotta make summin' or gotta take summin'
come fly with me, my cubies are shining whitely

i reside on a planet which is full of whole ones
re'in up for all the phantoms, their fandoms
art nouveau balcony, bluely shimmering rooms,
you enter the hallway like dreams, embers in ya eyes

brother, i am all-night like owls, heavily religious
by the end of the day, i will be ******* the devil
we call that fly night, for everyone staying on it
luridly white marbles, everybody trippin', trippin'

our bubble is like frippin: frippin freely
and i'm skating through the garden, jeezy
today's my birthday: 500 peace of cake
my heart's racing, amg, i'll be waiting in the snow

fly with me, into this bubble, bubble
i wanna be higher than ever, higher
with me, there is no struggle, struggle
i'll take you with me, bubble, bubble, bubble

i'm praying, while i'm driving, and when 'm praying
i am thinking and i talk myself into a coma
raising in a 911, our bubble, bubble
stay with me inside that bubble, bubble

i am trustworthiy, since i been dealing with souls
but sometimes i freak out and jump out of my window
cause i read my palm lines and learned, when i'll die
so i grew myself a plumage, like birds, for our bubble

don't come lookin' for me, i'll be waiting in the snow
or under miami's sunset, nuns will be sinning
dem lyrics are for dogz, dem lyrics are for sinners
i want to come right now, just like a coup d'etat

cubies filled with magic, come into my bubble
the crowd is filling the castle and stars
are raining down, you close your eyes
you close your eyes, escaping into the night

fly with me, into this bubble, bubble
i wanna be higher than ever, higher
with me, there is no struggle, struggle
i'll take you with me, bubble, bubble, bubble

I met a lil broad one day in the slums
She had this tendency to **** souls through her gums
She rolled with some ****** who were involved with some guns
Some ****** who made dead bodies outta sons
With a cynical sickle, she and them helped the Reaper with some
Unwanted infants who lived a full life on the run
Maybe if none of them had begun
Maybe if it was just Adam Eve and their son
Maybe then ****** wouldn't run in our blood.
And maybe the shawdy could change what she's done
Only if her demons could exit the sum
And then some, exit her life,
leave her soul alone with the one, in the know of the son in trinity with the father and summin, so precious its name
holy as three in one.
So about the broad and her son, thats right one of em ****** was dumb
He pumped a kid in the *****, stole her vehicular whip, left her stuck in some **** , now she gotta sell half spliff, lil miss drug dealer and ****
She should've pulled a gun on a rubix, get a few rubies, keep the kid outta movies, the lights camera and shooting, can turn a kid into a ruthless, gun slinging ringing from two hips, while emptying two clips, upside your prefix.
But no, she decided to roll with some hoodlums, making loose ends that are proofread by noose heads.
Moving into the sights of new feds .
Sleeping on cold beds
With no friends
In the cold ends.