This is a song about "In a trance"

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

In a private jet while i'm walking in

But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans

I could accomplish any task, practicing trash talking in a trance

Examining a calamity advancing in a fantasy

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Than wakin' up in a bed and lyin' down in a hearse

Ripley's believe it or not would tell you that i'm different

Crunched in a punch, absolutely just fucked in a stump,

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

Walked in the kitchen and found a pot to piss in

One in a million flash, a rehash

If i dont bag i’ll be thinking bout your ass

While in reality im in a oldsmobile killing posers in the alleys

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze