The first line is all I need After that it flows, allowed by the beat Listen, the music, getting used to the blues Rhyming's like a blues clue Tapping mental's rapping issues I feel like a person with pa**ion carrying pistols The music hits you, paying dues I got Free Time, read between the lines Emancipation oak smoke, proclamation to the young folk Vision like the films, music felt like colors Sometimes in my mind I just wonder Sometimes with my rhymes i just blunder Sometimes when its cold, I be thinking bout summer Sometimes when its hot, I can't wait for fall to start Sometimes I wanna come-up, living each day in the spring time Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick Sometimes I look like you, sometimes I'm black sheep Sometimes Im up dreaming, sometimes I count sheep Sometimes I get comfortable, sometimes I can't sleep Sometimes Im using Reason, sometimes I rap on beats Sometimes I can't stop, sometimes I stop to prove I can Peace!