Sometimes lyrics

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 sh*t 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 f*ckin mentally
But THEN I pop an adderall and it ALL comes flyin back to me
Then I grab these blind critics and make em f*ckin 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 p*ssed
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 f*ckin 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 p*ssed I say some sh*t 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 f*ck 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