This is a song about "Sometimes"

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

Even though life might seem hard sometimes...

My rhymes are mystical, sometimes even scriptural

You never had a son, in the physical or literal

Ain't nothin funny, fuck a joke

Sometimes rap about slinging dope

And i ignore, sometimes listen

I pop one, you pop one

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

Sometimes im afraid sometimes im engaged

Sometimes covert but always with cohorts

We come through throbbing like thunder storms

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

Sometimes i see 'em give that sideways glance,

Sometimes it hella blows

Every night i stroke hoes