Sometimes
Malik B and Mr. Green Lyrics


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As I bust down this Backwood
I see you over there smoking too
And to tell you the truth
I ain't seen eyes like you since I was like two
Where you from what you do
Who ya crew
Who the one you smoke and chill wit
Who ya god sisters and ya cousins
Girl where ya mother
And her mother
With all due respect
All of yall blessed
With all due respect
I'm tryna puff puff pass better than ya ex
I'm not being cocky I roll it the best
Respectfully
My tongue is a talented instrument
And the words coming out of it pay bills
Always a lot and sometimes
And sometimes when I smoke
I see a crystal ball in the clouds
Images of you smiling and so proud of me standing there in all my glory
Bridging his and her story
And as that cloud evaporates I chase another high
Another image of you smiling and so surprised
Bringing more tears to my eyes
Your happiness is my sativa
Giving me life and energy
Even when it don't
Ooo... it still do
I feel you
I feel everything you ever went thru
From families torn to families reborn
I stood right beside you
Because you stood and held on to me like I was the prize too
And that's why I hate when we smoke in awkward silence
Because it feels like I'm puffin pass the questions
I'm really afraid to ask you
Scared like I don't even know you
But the beauty is you never been afraid to unmask you
My Clair Huxtable
No Mr. Incredible
Just us little untouchables
Life was nothing but trouble
But you took it like you was on vacation
The definition of god's graces
Please would you mind replacing
Your cigarette with my Backwood
So we can float together on occasions
I know it ain't exactly father and son
But these backwoods can be
Our footballs and we can pass memories to each other
Like remember back when it was cold
As the Baltimore woods outside
And we stood shivering in front of Ms. Rosie's house at eight
Because the daycare didn't open until nine
In a concrete jungle where
Foster care is a common relief
You had the guts to keep us
Tightly packed in the pearl of your pride
Shit we gong to need nineteen blunts
Cuz we moved over nineteen times
Some of those stories make my voice shake
But my lungs learned how to tolerate the truth
The smoke clears and it's really you
No crystal ball
You're in the flesh
Aging from puffy to sadiddy
I promise I'm so optimistic I'm going to retire you before you even turn fifty
And you already fifty-two
You know I hope believe and pray
That you could one day use those divine tools you call hands
To bless the rituals that I use to connect with you
Because my always, a lot, and sometimes
Is increasing by the pounds
And I can't take credit for a dime
But it would mean the world
To always have a safe space to split those sessions with you




If not a lot then just sometimes
Sincerely your son

Overall Meaning

The song "Sometimes" by Malik B and Mr. Green featuring Cee-Lo is a thoughtful piece that delves into the complexities of life. Cee-Lo introduces the song by acknowledging his varied talents and how sometimes all a song needs is a mellow groove. He then proceeds to discuss how life is full of contradictions and how things that seem good can sometimes be bad, and vice versa. He talks about how sometimes a stranger can be your best friend, and how being angry can be the best mood. Sometimes faith is not enough, and nothing is what you believe in. As the song progresses, Cee-Lo touches on different themes, such as happiness, success, failure, and greed. The song ends with Cee-Lo acknowledging that sometimes all he wants to do is listen to music.


The lyrics of "Sometimes" are introspective and thought-provoking. They encourage listeners to reflect on the contradictions and complexities of life. The song speaks to the idea that life is not always binary, and things are not always black or white. There are often shades of grey, and we must learn to navigate them.


Line by Line Meaning

Sometimes a stranger can be your best friend
Occasionally, people you don't know very well can end up becoming your closest confidante.


Sometimes being angry is the best mood
There are moments when feeling upset or irate can be more productive or satisfying than feeling content or happy.


Sometimes seeing you feel good makes me feel even better
There's a unique joy in witnessing someone else's happiness, and it can elevate your own mood even more.


Sometimes hunger is the best food
Occasionally, the most satisfying meals are the ones we eat when we're the most famished.


Sometimes good just ain't good enough
Success or a positive outcome isn't always guaranteed even when you do your absolute best.


And other times evil will get you even
In contrast, sometimes being bad or malicious can seem to have its own rewards or advantages.


Sometimes faith is not knowing any better
There are moments when one's faith or beliefs aren't based on any tangible proof or rational explanation.


Sometimes nothing is what you believe in
Other times, you might feel as if you have no faith at all, and that the world is devoid of any meaning or purpose.


Sometimes I don't even want a hit
Occasionally, you might not even desire drugs or alcohol, despite feeling pressured or expected to indulge.


Sometimes you fail trying
Success isn't always possible even if you attempt something with dedication and effort.


And sometimes happiness hurts worse
There are moments when being happy can feel bittersweet or even hurtful, such as when you're longing for something or someone you can't have.


Sometimes people live dying
Some people might seem to be alive on the outside, but they're emotionally or mentally dead or drained.


Sometimes it's the last person that makes you first
Occasionally, the most unlikely or unexpected person can end up being the one who brings you the most joy or success.


Sometimes you'll keep what you don't want
At times, we hold onto things or people that we don't really want or need, for sentimental or convenience reasons.


And other times you'll give away what you really need
Conversely, sometimes we'll willingly part with things or people that we truly require or value, for the sake of others or out of guilt.


Sometimes a rich man won't have a dollar
Wealth or material possessions don't always equate to financial stability or abundance.


And all a poor man has is greed
On the flip side, sometimes, impoverished people might be the most obsessed with or possessive of their limited resources.


Sometimes I just want to listen
Occasionally, you might not want to participate or contribute, but instead, focus on hearing or absorbing what others have to say.


Sometimes I don't think people know I'm as good as I really am
There are moments when you might feel your talents or skills aren't being appreciated or recognized by others.


Now my recitings are writing over rhythm's
I'm now expressing my thoughts and feelings through rap music, conveying my message while also being in sync with the beat and tempo.


Regularly reenacts facts of my existence
I often revisit or revisit the experiences, memories, or truths that make up my life, and convey them through my rhymes or words.


So what proof of my expertise, many emcees know of me
My skills and artistry are widely acknowledged and respected among my fellow rap artists and performers.


Using unrequested serious infested poetry
I write poetry that's imbued with deep, meaningful themes or messages, even if no one has specifically asked me to do so.


To provoke what persistence
My writing style and content aims to inspire or challenge, particularly through patience or perseverance.


For instance, I don't let the T.V. screen come in between my daily routine
I don't allow television or other distractions to interfere or disrupt my daily habits or creative process.


At a spot where me and my boy went
I'm referring to a place where my friend and I often hang out or socialize.


Someone interrupted our enjoyment
Our good time or leisure activity was suddenly disrupted or intruded upon.


What do you know, an out of work emcee looking for employment
An unemployed rap artist coincidentally showed up where we were, hoping to network or find work opportunities.


But I'm still courteous with my greeting, brother I'm eating
I remained cordial and polite towards the other artist, but gently conveyed that I was busy or preoccupied with my own creative pursuits.


And his style sounded similar to someone elses
I noticed similarities or influences in the other artist's music to that of another artist or rapper I knew of.


So evidently he's been cheating
I suspected or inferred that the other artist was plagiarizing or copying another artist's style or lyrics.


But I couldn't question the destiny in which we meet
Despite the suspicious or awkward circumstances of our meeting, I accepted it as fate or chance, and didn't delve into the other artist's intentions or motives.


So, you guessed it, I suggested that he just have a seat
I offered the other artist to sit down or stay and listen, but wasn't interested in collaborating or working together.


And then I explained to him that I remained in the meantime
I discussed my creative process or goals, and how I was occupying my time and energy in the interim.


Mastering mysterious methods of writing
I'm honing and developing a distinctive or enigmatic approach to lyric writing, which might seem unconventional or unique.


Finding my peace of mind with soft music and moonlighting
I'm discovering or attaining inner peace or calmness through listening to gentle or soothing music and engaging in nighttime hobbies or pastimes.


Then supernaturally I foresee the beginning stages
My creative process involves a pre-sentiment or intuition of the early stages or ideas that become fleshed out or fully realized later on.


And then eventually pages get filled completely
Over time, my ideas and lyrics accumulate and fully develop, eventually filling up entire notebooks or papers with my writing.


You see, I dive into the depths of my soul
My writing process and style are deeply rooted in introspection and emotion, and I aim to convey my innermost thoughts and feelings through my music.


Seeking to explore the hidden treasure of a pure literature
I'm searching for the buried or concealed gems or meanings within my writing and lyrics, and trying to convey them in a nuanced, honest way.


While these others are unsure
Other artists or performers might not have the same level of confidence or clarity in their creative process or output as I do.


Being that the deepness makes them doubtful
The complexity or depth of my writing or messages might intimidate or confuse other artists or listeners, leaving them feeling uncertain or uncertain.


Deliberately delaying
Other artists might consciously or intentionally slow down or delay their creative output or progress, while I remain focused and driven in my writing.


Saying they'll settle for whatever washes toward the shore
Other artists might be willing to accept or compromise on their creative goals or output, while I remain unwavering and unyielding in my pursuit of excellence.


Delirious from delusion
Other performers might be delusional or irrational in their creative process or outlook, while I remain grounded and clear-eyed about my approach.


My feelings were no more direct so the conclusion is seclusion
I'm not as explicitly or vocally emotional in my creative output as other artists might be, and so I tend to keep to myself and remain isolated in my writing process.


Because mixed belief create confusion
I prefer to keep my creative focus narrow and uncomplicated, knowing that too many conflicting influences or views might muddy or confuse my work.


To remain plain and simplistic, realistic
I aim to communicate in a straightforward and understandable way, steering clear of excess or superfluous language or themes, while still remaining grounded and true to reality.


Accurate, articulate and absolutely artistic
I strive for precision and excellence in my writing, expressing myself in a polished and elegant manner while still being true to my artistic vision and values.


Uninhibited, unadulterated, unstoppable
I'm fearless and unencumbered in my creative expression, unafraid to push boundaries and take risks to fully realize my vision, and maintain this momentum and drive consistently.


Unfuckwittable and unforgettable
My creative style and impact are both indelible and resistant to anyone trying to diminish or detract from my work or identity.


But since I've been granted the power of choice
I acknowledge that my creative output and success is contingent on the choices I make in the present moment and going forward.


Let God bet the voice he is
I'm comfortable deferring to a higher power, letting my artistic vision be guided by faith or spirituality as much as ambition or creative vision.


So all the credibility be his
I attribute my creative success or accomplishments to a higher, divine power, recognizing that I wouldn't be where I am without it.


So let these be words of wisdom and in the same breath be warning
I'm offering these words of insight or guidance to others, but also acknowledging that there are potential pitfalls or dangers to creativity or understanding one's own identity.


God I shine like Sunday morning
I radiate with confidence, creativity, and vitality in my music, akin to the joyful light of a Sunday morning.




Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Brandon Brockington

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This shit go super hard. Rest easy militant

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This has to be the hardest beat of all time. So damn short though.

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