Sometimes
Sometimes when I'm high I forget the words to my song
I just hop up on stage man and the lyrics are gone
I can get a couple words but can't create the sentences
That's the shit that makes me wonder if I'm meant for this
Sometimes my add destroys my short term memory
It allows my damn dysfunction to BLIND me fuckin mentally
But THEN I pop an adderall and it ALL comes flyin back to me
Then I grab these blind critics and make em fuckin see
Sometimes I'm in the middle of an ar-gu-ment
I try to stay away although I gave con-sent
But ima stay armed up, unleash it when I get pissed
You'll have to forge my signature to make me call an armistice
Sometimes I wanna give up then remember where my names from
Thomas Fleming, my papa, I loved ya, that was your rule of thumb
Never ever give up, and remember what you represent
Papa I fuckin loved you man, I swear to GOD you were heaven sent
Sometimes I wonder where I would be, if it weren't for rap
I'd prolly be that kid all de-pressed, jammin to nickelback
But THEN my cousins SHOWED me this world, and I thank EM for that
They never thought it'd get to this level tho, thought it'd stay flat

Sometimes I get a little mad at you, enough to make you cry
Like the time I bailed on you-just to go get high
But I feel-like I have a shot at you that I just cannot take
So I let my mind take the wheel as you just walk away
Some-times when I get pissed I say some shit that I don't mean
Those are the times that I feel-I need to puff the green
But I've been caught too many times, and finally I'm clean
Now I gotta stay away I'm sick of hearin my parents scream

Sometimes I feel I shouldn't have attempted rapping
But it's been my destiny since-that grade with napping
But now I gotta stick with it til that final bell
I'm done with this tho man, incase you couldn't tell

Sometimes I get a TAD-bit too-aggressive
I lose control of my temper to a point it's excessive
When I do-I appologize for being possessive
If you can come back to me I find that impressive

Sometimes I don't know if I should be-a rapper
But I dont know if I could live with out Young Casper
He's helped me out a lot to-cope with my problems
My friends tried to help but never understood them

Sometimes it really does-throw me off of my track
I tell the sources fuck off but they keep comin back
I try to warn em but they can't-wait til I snap
But I'm just not ready to-put them in my past
Sometimes although I give you evidence, you don't believe
It may take a while but ima make you see
This sessions almost over that went WAY too quick-ely
I guess until next time, Its YaBoi YC