This is a song about "In a trance"

Cork in a bottle ima send you out in a space shuttle

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

Then i can finally get outta this trance

A change in the recipe a new preamble

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

In a room, roll a blunt, in my glass, fuck it fast

Neither a faze nor a trance, left with 1 last chance

How i'm like bobby deniro, joe pesc and them cats

Or that you could ever see me and you in another light

A scythe in my left hand and a sickle in the right

I'll throw you in a trashcan, dump it in a traffic jam,

Finna get a swisher and fill it with at least a gram

In untimely fashion in a grimy alleyway,

And truthfully girl you really make my day